Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Beatty
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dufflebag
Producer
Lyrics
Whoa
Whoa Whoa
Bdddd
We gon see, yeah we gon see
They telling me I'm the new wave, we gon sea, we gon sea
Hater's always got something to say, we gon see, we gon see
And they telling me to behave, that ain't me, that ain't me
Must be blind no they can't see
And I'm always showing love so they hate me
I could give a fuck what they rate me
I don't keep my gun on safety
Know I'm gon shoot if they make me
Want my time got to pay me
I just cashed out at Macy's
I just bought some brand new Stacy's
I'm clean it's clear as HD, I'm hot turn up the A/C
I'm not that nigga you knew from back in school
Wont be here long just passing through
Class clown I would act a fool
Never back down I ain't scared to lose
Niggas always in my business
Keep your opinion who asking you
Nigga this ain't no scrimmage
Dunk on these niggas like Shaq would do
Breaking rims, If I get a shot then I'm taking it
I Harlem shake Like Mase and them
Nigga test me then I'm aceing him
Bout my money like an ATM
Hun dun no CRV
Ticking time bomb TNT
It's the formula, I got the chemistry
Up all night I got the energy
Run the world like a centipede
Keep it a hun like a century
Rapping since Elementary
I remember nobody was listening
A diamond in the rough no Tiffany
You know how I get with Duffle
Don't let it go in one ear and out the other
They telling me I'm the new wave, we gon sea, we gon sea
Hater's always got something to say, we gon see, we gon see
And they telling me to behave, that ain't me, that ain't me
Must be blind no they can't see
And I'm always showing love so they hate me
I could give a fuck what they rate me
I don't keep my gun on safety
Know I'm gon shoot if they make me
Want my time got to pay me
I just cashed out at Macy's
I just bought some brand new Stacy's
I'm clean it's clear as HD, I'm hot turn up the A/C
I know you see me on your Instagram
Keep on scrolling you don't give a damn
Show me love when you see me though trying dap me up
I can't shake your hand
Got your money in your rubber bands
Got the knife in your other hand
They need captions cause they don't understand
Remember back then I was your only fan
I'm the underdog with the upper hand
Running from the devil man I'm sick of him
If you ain't tuned I'm then you missing out
You ain't listen then, you need to listen now
I've had a long time to figure out
If them niggas ain't real then kick em out
You ain't standing for nothin you sitting down
Got to get your goals written out
Hold up, woo, hold up, woo, hold up
I walk in and I shut it down
Yall niggas in trouble now
All I really want is money now
Bad bitch, far from average, her cat go crazy
Carole Baskin
They telling me I'm the new wave, we gon sea, we gon sea
Hater's always got something to say, we gon see, we gon see
And they telling me to behave, that ain't me, that ain't me
Must be blind no they can't see
And I'm always showing love so they hate me
I could give a fuck what they rate me
I don't keep my gun on safety
Know I'm gon shoot if they make me
Want my time got to pay me
I just cashed out at Macy's
I just bought some brand new Stacy's
I'm clean it's clear as HD, I'm hot turn up the A/C
Writer(s): Ronald Beatty
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