JAY1 - Intro (One Wave) lyrics
[JAY1 - Intro One Wave lyrics]
I remember when I had 2k on the Gram
No girl didn't wanna try play with man
Left the black kid on read like I'm AC Milan
So I thought fuck this let
Me change up my plan let me change it
Man I'm sick of getting turfed and
I'm sick of looking basic
Grabbed a couple runners from the ends
And then I've aced it
Copped a couple thousands got me
Thinking that I've made it, shit then
If you ever fuck about then I'm
Ringing up some big men
Talked around the city man we'll aim
To get your wig bent
If I'm catching uckers then I'll
Never ever kiss them uhh
And yeah I had an ex girl and
That was looking like a blur
You can DM all you want give
A fuck about these nerds
She ain't ever gonna talk so I
Dunno know what you heard
Like bro
I pull up to the rave and make it snow
And how is it the summer
And I'm fully looking cold?
And if you do not rate me
Why the fuck you so involved?
Man that used to be my guy and
Now I hear you're sniffing coke
Man that's fucked up, tough luck
Half the ends are rubbed up
I was on the roads just steady
Tryna get my funds up
Shout out to my brother cah my
Brother showed me nuff love
And if I'm ever slacking he would
Tell me get the fuck up, wait
Mummy always struggles
So I'm stacking up my papes
I just wanna give her everything and
Take her out the game
And I wanna hear her clap like I
Slapped you in your face like ayy
And I ain't even gonna front man
I do this for my pops
I remember year six we used to jump on a bus
He would drop me straight to school so
He could go and do his job, like what?
Everybody's talking like they're sick
And everybody's bad
Until they run into a prick
And if you're up on P then
Why you asking for a tip?
Like I beg you keep it real
And stop moving like a chick
Why you moving like a chick for fam?
Everybody knows that your shit don't bang
Worry 'bout yourself cah your bitch on man
Oi rude boy you better fix your
Plan caugh I'm comin for it
Jay1 on the mic let's be running from it
Dank food with my niggas yeah
I'm puffing on it
Then your girls on my willy
Yeah she touching on it
Feel the vibe and the energy
She's fucking with it
Flex with a nigga like me
Baby come and jump in the addi for free
Yeah yeah she lookin like my African queen
She ain't ever met a nigga badder than me
It's mad
Good evening Jason, I just wanna say you, I'm
Proud of your achievements and I love you
Keep praying and make sure you're safe
God praise tonight for your show in
London, I love you so much
Make sure you put God first in what you doing
Mummy okay my darling I'll call you
Later when I have woke
No girl didn't wanna try play with man
Left the black kid on read like I'm AC Milan
So I thought fuck this let
Me change up my plan let me change it
Man I'm sick of getting turfed and
I'm sick of looking basic
Grabbed a couple runners from the ends
And then I've aced it
Copped a couple thousands got me
Thinking that I've made it, shit then
If you ever fuck about then I'm
Ringing up some big men
Talked around the city man we'll aim
To get your wig bent
If I'm catching uckers then I'll
Never ever kiss them uhh
And yeah I had an ex girl and
That was looking like a blur
You can DM all you want give
A fuck about these nerds
She ain't ever gonna talk so I
Dunno know what you heard
Like bro
I pull up to the rave and make it snow
And how is it the summer
And I'm fully looking cold?
And if you do not rate me
Why the fuck you so involved?
Man that used to be my guy and
Now I hear you're sniffing coke
Man that's fucked up, tough luck
Half the ends are rubbed up
I was on the roads just steady
Tryna get my funds up
Shout out to my brother cah my
Brother showed me nuff love
And if I'm ever slacking he would
Tell me get the fuck up, wait
Mummy always struggles
So I'm stacking up my papes
I just wanna give her everything and
Take her out the game
And I wanna hear her clap like I
Slapped you in your face like ayy
And I ain't even gonna front man
I do this for my pops
I remember year six we used to jump on a bus
He would drop me straight to school so
He could go and do his job, like what?
Everybody's talking like they're sick
And everybody's bad
Until they run into a prick
And if you're up on P then
Why you asking for a tip?
Like I beg you keep it real
And stop moving like a chick
Why you moving like a chick for fam?
Everybody knows that your shit don't bang
Worry 'bout yourself cah your bitch on man
Oi rude boy you better fix your
Plan caugh I'm comin for it
Jay1 on the mic let's be running from it
Dank food with my niggas yeah
I'm puffing on it
Then your girls on my willy
Yeah she touching on it
Feel the vibe and the energy
She's fucking with it
Flex with a nigga like me
Baby come and jump in the addi for free
Yeah yeah she lookin like my African queen
She ain't ever met a nigga badder than me
It's mad
Good evening Jason, I just wanna say you, I'm
Proud of your achievements and I love you
Keep praying and make sure you're safe
God praise tonight for your show in
London, I love you so much
Make sure you put God first in what you doing
Mummy okay my darling I'll call you
Later when I have woke