Blake Go Wavy - october 13th

Ayy, yes sir
Ha ha ha
Yeah
Okay

Yeah
Ayy
God
Shit changed, yeah, now it's looking different

Ayy, close my eyes, still ain't fucking with my vision
I'm a real wavy nigga, I ain't stunting for these women
Go and hit your toes, stretch it for me just a little
Ayy, life can be a riddle, niggas want beef

I got buns and the pickles with the stove and the grill
Drink is on chill, I just keep it real
Banging through the speaker, yeah you know I got that thrill
Shorty on my line and she down to do a drill

It's been a long time, shorty tell me how you feel
I stay low key, yeah you know how I slide
If it's really some, I be posted outside
Say I'm M.I.A., really I been on the ride

I been on the rise, got you fucking with my fly
Most this shit light, I ain't really gotta try
Relish in the moment, lil ketchup with the fries(sides)
Please don't be surprised, blowing doja in the sky

Yeah, blowing doja in the sky
Please don't be surprised, blowing doja in the sky
Yeah, hating ass hos, I blow smoke right in they eye
It's been a long time since my second hand high

If you really love me, I'ma have to see you try
Been through a lot, girl I hate to see you cry
I gave your ass some lies, right now you got the truth
I knew you couldn't handle it, but go ahead get loose

And once you settle down, I'll be right here in the Stu
You can pull through, or I'll pull up on you
Skin in the game, you know me is what I do
Food for thought, yeah it's something you can chew

I get it popping every night the moon is blue
Said I fell off, yeah I'm back up in that place
I would tell you join me, but I know it isn't safe
Lil B based, uppercase texting me

Call me out my name, I ain't even read the rest
Girl I know you miss me, so just let me be direct
Yeah I gave you space, I been working on our jet
Had a few hoes, but they couldn't intercept

I'ma take the check, I can't cash the respect
Cutting bitches off, they ain't really from the set
Shit can drive you crazy, I hop out and let it wreck
I'm like Brady with the plays, girl I know you miss them days

Late night praying for a lick, my side to your side
Cuzzo got the stick, he like pull over cuz I gotta hide the blick
Blunts get lit, then it's on to the next
Hopping on the interstate, yeah that's how we met

You ain't really living if you have no regrets
Plenty stress on my mind, I do my best I know in time
Everything will be just fine, I just gotta keep my mind
I don't need the signs or the pep talk

Took off where I left off, I'm just tryna take the edge off
Yeah aiming for the top, yeah I'm here
So they probably get they head tossed

Written by:
Louie Supreme

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