Catch My Wave (feat. Rich The Kid)

Yeah! Uh, yeah

I got too much swag for these bitches

That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches

Two hundred on the dash, on these bitches

And stack up all this cash on these bitches

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave

These hatin' hoes can't take me

Guess the swag just way too much

Mad 'cause they can't break me

I see a lot, but I don't say too much

These bozos can't fade me

You clown bitches, y'all play too much

I'm Plain Jane on the AP, nigga

Plain Jane on the AP, nigga (ow)

Time's up, picking a long range

You see us coming, know you in danger

Two Glocks, call 'em Crips and Bloods

So you know I'm riding with both bangers

You fuck boys need to stop frontin'

Know you in the closet like coat hangers

I'm so tired of you fuck boys

I rather play with my fuck toys

I'm gassin', I'm gassin'

That Ferrari dick got horse power

I'm gassin', I'm gassin'

I rode that dick like a whole hour

I'm too wavy (too wavy)

Bitch, I'm a savage (bitch, I'm a savage)

I get the bags (I get the bags)

You come with baggage (you come with baggage, on it)

I got too much swag for these niggas

That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these niggas

Two hundred on the dash, on these niggas

Just stack up all this cash on these niggas

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave

You bitches been riding my wave forever

But y'all gon' drown tryna catch this drip (cowabunga, lil' bitch)

Blue bills like the wave, nigga

Too many chains, like a slave, nigga

I might ride a Wraith but a Ghost bigger

He run up the check, he want six figures

My shooter pull up like he taking pictures

Gelato my Back, we don't do the Swishers

My bitch is too bad, can't kick it with you

My niggas pull up if he want a issue

Ayy, I went and got the Audemar bust down

(Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)

Ayy, I fuck her, she bad, I thought she gon' bust down

Ooh, the Lamb is blue like a wave, too

I told my bitch to behave, too

Kill the pussy, an assassin

Tom Ford with the fashion

The Maybach, not the Aston

Got the Bentley, I might crash it

Ain't cuff the bitch, had to pass it

Might dive in, if it splashes

Tell her open wide if she nasty

Let her ride the Wraith if she classy

Dropped a hundred at Gucci, my socks nigga

I pull up the top, it gon' drop with you

I got too much swag for these bitches

That why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches

Two hundred on the dash, on these bitches

And stack up all this cash on these bitches

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my

Now catch my wave

Uh, got too much swag (got too much swag)

Yeah, I'm gassin' (I'm gassin')

Uh, yeah, hundred on top (hundred on top)

On these (on these)