Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Waves, artist - Gunna.
Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Waves |
All my style Louis V, think she smokin' for free |
Bitch, these pounds wasn’t cheap |
Contract killers lay you down for a fee |
Glock go, «Baow,» rest in peace |
He get found in the streets |
They get wild with that heat |
Uh, X7, sports truck, i8, doors up |
Dirty Sprite, pourin' up |
Only drop a four and up |
They ain’t steppin' more than us |
Slid through they block and tore it up |
My lil' sniper like KD, gon' pass 'em, he scorin', clutch |
All night off X pills, in traffic, they goin' nuts |
Servin' out the backdoor 'cause the trap windows boarded up |
Don’t think it’s sweet 'cause I rap though |
Got a gun store on the tour bus |
Like an encore, we gon' clap more |
A lil' ten shot won’t do enough |
Jumped off the porch (Porch), plush, two-door Porsche (Plush) |
Got vibes in New York (Vibes in New York), got stars in the Royce (Stars in the |
Royce) |
My style is Dior (Dior), got wild freaky hoes (Wild freaky hoes) |
Keep codeine and pour (Pour), the wave with no shore (Wave) |
Jumped off the porch (Porch), plush, two-door Porsche (Plush) |
Got vibes in New York (Vibes in New York), got stars in the Royce (Stars in the |
Royce) |
My style is Dior (Dior), got wild freaky hoes (Wild freaky hoes) |
Keep codeine and pour (Pour), the wave with no shore (Wave) |