SKBilly & Lil Cree Cree - BARCODE

Wave rider I'm a wave starter, respect the lifeguards
The wave watchers run and hiding
Big starters on the court you be line siding
Brights on the Impreza sunbeams we on different timing
Red beams we gone gun em like it's laser tag
Airing out the whip loud as hell when we get the bag
You switching up and acting tough you an Autobot
Cold stepping when I walk got the Yeezy trot
I could never change all I do is get change
Come through Tame Impala all I get is gwap masked up, Bane
Wear my scars up on my necklace struggle in the pendants
Independence got here on my own and it ain't nothing changed
Scanning for the ops like a barcode
Gun em down leave em in the sand Flint Marco
Came to make my Marx like Castro
Dead presis stretch the wallet whole team getting fed tho
Lemme speak boy it's obvious you like to talk
I'd be dumb to keep it central diamonds all abroad
In the phantom huffing zooties thought I seen a ghost
All I need is pen and paper yet you do the most
All these racks smell like shit
That shit potent it smell horrible
Pack heavy smoke green, it rip the seams
I got the numbers on my back yo bitch is on the team
She at my hand Thor shit when she light the hammer
Mad as hell think you tough but you Bruce banner
Why he had to bleed now it's pink seats
Roll wreaths, big geebs, now the desk green
It's a para Stink Petes I'm not talking 'keets
Ima call her spy she under covers man she under sheets
All these hoes make no sense I ain't talking 50
Man it's gonna be a hard test putting on the city
Latin mommy smoke my top like a chimney
Now she wanna dance with me like Whitney
Yo favorite rapper caught a case he copped a new attorney
They went and stopped believing in me no journey
Boy that pack soft know the future me gone fuck her mask off
Catch me pushing 100 residential in a track hawk
Wave rider I'm a wave starter, respect the lifeguards
The wave watchers run and hiding
Big starters on the court you be line siding
Brights on the Impreza sunbeams we on different timing
Red beams we gone gun em like it's laser tag
Airing out the whip loud as hell when we get the bag
You switching up and acting tough you an Autobot
Cold stepping when I walk got the Yeezy trot

Written by:
Blake Meyer, Vaughn Smith

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