New Wave

Lyrics

On mamas New wave New wave New wave Who ready New wave Who ready New wave Who ready She wanna hop on the wave I (?) from the sidelines She wanna live wild and dangerous I told her that is a fine line I can hear angels talking I'm up in the sky line I was down way up I guess its about time Who ready Who ready Who ready I got the flex like Lester Dark windows on the Tesla Goyard belt like a wrestler Say thanks to God he blessed us Sitting in the trap I was restless I had to get it together Kill all that humble shit I had to shit on whoeer When the rain came I got the whip with umbrella When that first check came I took it straight to the teller Jake's Manhattan back brackin' Stacks got my pants saggin' G wagon on 4 G's Whiter than the grand dragon New wave Who ready New wave Who ready New wave Who ready New wave Who ready She wanna hop on the wave I (?) from the sidelines She wanna live wild and dangerous I told her that is a fine line I can hear angels talking I'm up in the sky line I was down way up I guess its about time Who ready Who ready Who ready BCG when I rep Jordan 1 when I step (?) they slept Woke 'em up from their slumber Got 'em out their comfort Now they all on my wave Like really on my wave Like get the hell out my way Got no time for you Wave surfing, hate serving fake person All y'all hoes fake and got fake purses Ain't nothing I hate worse than fake purses And fake trappers who probably worship New wave Who ready New wave Who ready New wave Who ready New wave Who ready She wanna hop on the wave I (?) from the sidelines She wanna live wild and dangerous I told her that is a fine line I can hear angels talking I'm up in the sky line I was down way up I guess its about time Who ready