[Verse 1: Kyle Corum]
Back to the matter at hand, I'm
Rolling up all of these grams
Don't give a fuck 'bout your plans, um
Girl, we should pop out to France
And not get the package to upgrade our phones
We just trapping alone, ain't no accident, though
I'm really tryn' disconnect with you
Blow this check with you
I hope I didn't overstep with you
These hoes, they be on my testicles
I just wanna feel real once in a while
Wanna watch Kill Bill once in a while
I ain't really tryna fuck with these niggas
Man, they give away the best thing they had for a lifestyle
I'm just tryna get the oxtails with the rice now
I just know a L in the air will suffice now
In other words, I'm just trying to do it right now
But you're still fuckin' with a player, hon
I don't really need to say a ton
I don't really need to say a ton, ayy
Fuckin' with a player, hon
I don't really need to say a ton
I don't really need to say a ton
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
I'm on this water like I'm whale watching, yeah
I'm on a wave, I'm on a wave
Got some baggage like I'm bail hoppin', yeah
Well, I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave
Tryna grow more
I'm on this water like I'm whale watching, yeah
I'm on a wave, I'm on a wave
Got some baggage like I'm bail hoppin', yeah
Well, I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave
Tryna grow more
[Verse 2: Alex Wiley]
Y'all tryna surf the wave
I come through like Moses
Frequently frequent the maze
In my dome with notion to focus
Had to lead the way, had to feed my faith
Why I need a fifth to face my face
Erasing everything I ever wanna say
Told her keep your mouth shut, don't forget your place
I've been feeling like a futon
Getting folded while I'm slept on, no, I'm not the next on
But the next one probably stressing, getting stepped on
Just a young hound barking like you fucking stepped on, uh
My property, I'm coming properly
This my monopoly
I mean honestly, who you think stopping me?
I'm committed to the game, I'm monogamy, wooh!
Ain't no topping me unless it's old girl giving top to me
Free lobotomies for anybody tryna cross my odyssey
Fuck some modesty, [?] honesty
Got me rearranging all my policies
But [?] that you could not probably see it
'Cause my circles small like it oughta be
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins & JZAC]
I'm on this water like I'm whale watching, yeah
I'm on a wave, I'm on a wave
Got some baggage like I'm bail hoppin', yeah
Well, I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave
Tryna grow more
I'm on this water like I'm whale watching, yeah
I'm on a wave, I'm on a wave
Got some baggage like I'm bail hoppin', yeah
Well, I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave
Tryna grow more (JZAC)
[Verse 3: JZAC]
Said she wanna come, but the crew bailin'
Driving all alone from New Haven
She knows that I come with a boatload of flows at my shows
So she goes into smooth sailing
No time for the game, so it's back to rapping
Uh, yeah, that actually happened
Gotta get back to Los Angeles
Like Biggie [?], so it's back to Cali
Back to Cali, man, back to me
I ain't dealing with your baggage fees
All we do is play cat and mouse
That's gon' end in catastrophe
I been spending this cash, I been buying these clothes
So it make me feel a bit better
When I see you spend it on coke
Talk about blowing money, heh, to each his own
Why you getting loud like speakerphones?
I've been running shit for a few years now
Swear to God, man, I sleep with my sneakers on
From the first to the first, puttin' work on the verse
Write, so I rose down 'til my demons gone
Made it all happen, I ain't wish for shit
Bitch, fuck what a genie on
