janet! - wavehi lyrics
[intro]
ayy, get it
long boy style
ay, ay, ay, ay
[chorus * wavehi]
go* go* go* go* goddammit
why it never happen with the way i wanna plan it?
can’t stand it, she just wanna drive, sing songs like janet
[verse 1 * wavehi]
see my bankroll and she panic
stars in my eyes make your girl turn manic
i be gettin’ fades like my name peyton manning
[?] coraline [?]
you know how it be, i’m on that head shot damage
finnessin’ all the opps, imma joc like a bandit
imma try to [?] a coup, young boy heavy handed
[?] too much cold cash, heavy handed
guess it’s all luxury how i run it and they buggin’ me
spell my name wrong and you get cut up like charcuterie
i’m a jackass, little b*tch, i’m a b*tterbean
think that you sl!ck but you know you ain’t juggin’ mе
she really only lovin’ on my guap, she ain’t lovin’ mе
i ain’t really steppin’ on a beat, imma let it be
yeah, i’m really peaceful ’till you try to come and f*ck with me
i don’t really like wearing suits, too [?]
nunchuck*a, backpack, gunna gunna
best i ever had, drizzy drake, i’ll stun her
i won’t pull my ass out the fit less 500
[?] like i run it
[chorus * wavehi]
go* go* go* go* goddammit
why it never happen with the way i wanna plan it?
can’t stand it, she just wanna drive, sing songs like janet
go* go* go* go* goddammit
why it never happen with the way i wanna plan it?
can’t stand it, she just wanna drive, sing songs like janet
[verse 2 * brokie]
issbrokie
imma hit it from the back, have her singin’ like janet
she a lil’ goth b*tch, always listenin’ to panic
i be chillin’ in the stu, makin’ hits, [?] damage
[?] stack, lil’ p*ssy better can it
and imma leave ’em with a bandage if he really wanna start sh*t
dark b*tch grabbin’ on my d*ck, boutta scarf it
that b*tch showin’ neck, now she want me to mark it
brokie too freaky, i might nut up in her armpit
d*mn b*tch, now i got cum on my carpet
now i’m chillin’ out with wavehi and you know we makin’ hard sh*t
now i’m runnin’ out of san fran, chillin’ on a bar, b*tch
we cannot f*ck wit’ your crew, you hangin’ wit’ a narc b*tch
karmamob sh*t, now we aimin’ for the stars
no* no* no b*tch, i am not a fibber
she be talkin’ bratty ’till i’m up inside her liver
got a holo tip hittin’ you from 20 feet away like a spitter
d* d* dying light sh*t, got a blade on my hip
got a k with a clip, ’bout as long as my d*ck
and it stay on my hip ‘cus i’m really that b*tch
she be f*ckin’ with the kid like her name was [?]
i’m a motherf*ckin’ god when it’s comin’ to this rap sh*t
keep on winnin’ like a motherf*ckin’ habit
b* b* bad lil’ b*tch wanna try on my jacket
she just wanna drive and sing songs like janet
[outro * brokie]
oi, janet, oh yeah baby
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