Credits
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Whois Ttra
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
New flows and they all so wavy, you know what I mean when you see my face
Step one foot in this room and it already feels like middle of the rave
Put one word to the mic before they just pull me out up on stage
Each scene in my life is a movie but it took ten whole years for it to take
New flows and they all so wavy, you know what I mean when you see my face
You know what I mean, way back when I never saw this scene
I was out here chasing a dream, now swiping a G since 003
You know what I mean, way back when I never saw this scene
I was out here chasing a dream, now swiping a G since 003
2020, I didn't know how to mix
So that's a team on the jam, knows you know that shit
Now I sample unrecognized hits
Now I sit here making tunes up that I'm proud to check
Wasn't too proud of how last year played out
Hendrix taste came out, my name went about
Fake Reddit accounts trying to defame me
I'm anonymous for a reason, just you
WayBee should've never settled Peggy
That was my only miss
Follow it would be a quick way to get those fucking clicks
Hacked 10k monthly listeners, now I have to divide it by six
Make this shit for me, not you
But it is what it is
New flows and they all so wavy, you know what I mean when you see my face
Step one foot in this room and it already feels like middle of the rave
Put one word to the mic before they just pull me out up on stage
Each scene in my life is a movie but it took 10 whole years for it to take
New flows and they all so wavy, you know what I mean when you see my face
You know what I mean, way back when I never saw this scene
I was out here chasing a dream, now swiping a G since 003
You know what I mean, way back when I never saw this scene
I was out here chasing..
This so smooth, I bit it in and drive slow
Old babes came in the mail, got them for a load
In the city, every corner got a weed store
Smoking white cherry gelato, think I need more
Don't gas me up, I'm by the L
Nash, you couldn't pass it up
Tesla drive, it's a passenger
Hot denim, Japanese cut
Go ahead and just we up
You know we about to tee up
You know we about to tee up
You know we about to..
Young night boys back at it again
Got rid of them waste man and put them in the bin like..
Drunk, dead weight, far away for the Clems
If it ain't in your range, then you know it makes sense
Tell them it's a wrap, put it in the bag
Tryna level up, run a lap, rub it with a mag
All you got is a milli in the sack
Hold it up, I put it back
Ain't no bluffing in the bag
The level I'm living is impeccable
I'ma set it up enough to run a record around them
I went and got it
I saw the way they watching and doubting
Until the very day they see me go and call my accountant
Like, what you selling
Been around here, never fitting
But this misfit, don't trade for the bounty
And I'm betting, the vision never been so vivid
That's why I see color like it's running around me
Old days came in the mail, got them for a load
In the city, every corner got a weed store
Smoking white cherry gelato, think I need more
Don't gas me up, not by the hour
Man, she couldn't pass it up
Test drive, it's a passenger
Hot than a Japanese cup
Go ahead and just wee up
You know we about to tee up
You know we about to tee up
You know we about to tee up
Written by: Whois Ttra