"Whippin That Wave" lyrics

Bah
Yeah
Don Valley

Daydream
Whip the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
Whippin' that wave
Whippin' that wave

Left arm, right arm, Glock 9, pipe bomb
Came in a degenerate, left out as an icon
Typhoon, tycoon, only one in the mic room
Bottle of the right crew get me in a nice mood
Dick good, skin tone, never owned a flip phone
Bitches fall in love, I ain't never been in the friend zone
Streets most prominent, coke wave dominance
God forgive niggas, I don't, save the apologizes (Save 'em)
Position solidified, don't question the comradery
Think you could body me? Best chance at lottery
Sentenced to a L, been in jail for robbery
Shout out to my niggas still upstate, penthouseski

Daydream
Whip the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
Whippin' that wave (Wave, woo-hoo)

Coke Wave, tell them fuck boys die slow
Back blocks, firework like pyro (Uh, uh, uh)
Tell 'em work dry, bring another half with 'em
Gotta fill the lizzy, it get slizzy like Cash and them
Climbin' up the mountain, watchin' lawyers and accountant
Told 'em my boy was comin' home, niggas started doubtin'
Mami at the deli, it get funny for the fetti
Copped a two-door, so they don't do me like YMW Melly
Glocky with a body on it, still I'ma use it
Wave gods, we the pioneers of the drill music
Long live Chevelle, bury money like Fidel
Don Snow, Don Valley (Yeah), fresh up out the cell
Montana

Daydream
Whip the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
Whippin' that wave (Whip, ha)