HERB N’ FLOW [The Hop Remix]

[Intro: WAFFLEJAX]
Yeah
Yeah, look

[Verse 1: WAFFLEJAX & Rezzo Cuba]
Yeah, let my passion flourish
The ladies diggin' the kid from afar
I'm showin' love from a distance
Work ethic gettin' bizzare
My ecosystem been buildin' this Chaos, shit all I got
And Wafflejax in the act, give the pussy all that I got
Y'all get to thinkin' when y'all want to
Talk and never front
All I got is fat nuts, long dick, keep it a buck
Don't got a reason to lie 'cause I'll just keep it 100
I'll be myself in any room, y'all get to turnin' to puppets
Y'all want approval of the ass weirdos, just be yourselves
Makin' shit way harder than what it is for yourself
Look, I'll take you back to a time
Back when jitterbug Jaxsen would live a lifе full of lies
Really goin' through damages, еating grapes full of vines
Now I'm aging so beautifully with this knowledge acquired
Man, I feel so fried
On my shit talk vibes, I'm on my Ye shit
I don't need no bae, dedicate to plan A, bitch
Fuck a Plan B, A+ pull out game
My biggest confidence boost when your shorty moanin' my name
Ha, you gotta let it go
You gotta let it go
Wafflejax really a troll
Pushing your buttons, take control
Only role I gotta play in yo' life is big teacher
Spit a lot of wisdom on verses and these features
Fanbase, the fam really packin' out the bleachers (Ah!)
Wafflejax they leader, I'm feeling like King Ghidra
My King Von shit, ten Es to my peoples
Poppin' champagne, my team, we big dreamers
Rollin' up the weed, tuxedos, Z seamstress
Really gettin' in tune, now my music value deeper (Tight, Rezzo)

[Verse 2: Rezzo Cuba]
Yeah, uh
Okay, I'm high just like a spaceship
That boy said he 'bout it 'til I hit him in the face, shit
Yeah, your girl texted me, I hit her with the, "K, bitch"
Poppin' like a shove-it, go into the fuckin' late switch
Face it, huh, I'm up next
I stand my ground, bitch, I'm realer than a drunk text
And yo' girl always textin' me, askin' for fun sex
Yeah, I've always been on top ever since my bunk bed
What's next, brother?
Okay, she movin' very sexual
And she give me good brain like a fuckin' intellectual
Burnin' all these bridges while I'm hiding from the federal
Hit him in the face, send that boy to the medical
Woah, I'm back at it
Posted in the back, I be writin' like B-Rabbit
Unforgettable rhymes, my flow colder than the attic
Or the freezer
I can't cuff no thot, fuck that hoe and then I leave her
Reppin' all the realest, from my head down to my sneakers
And yo' girl blastin' all my music in her speakers
You know we steady attack
Yo' girl sound just like a speaker, way I'm blowin' her back
She blew a little small kiss and then I'm blowin' it back
I got too much money in my pockets, hard me to hold my pants up
Sit down, stand up
Reading through you pussy boys, yeah, I should call you boys novel
Read ya like a fossil
Goin' full throttle
With my brother Jaxsen, yes, we cookin' up some waffles
And shout out to my vatos, Wafflejax and TheFactory
In the cut where all my brothers bring you [?] like calorie
On the stage where all my homies' energy on like batteries
Shootin' at your brothers then we put your face in the gallery
God damn, hold up
Yeah, God damn, uh
Ever since a young'un, they be callin' me the man, uh
The way your girl blew me you would think that she a fan, uh
Off the dome, my brother, I don't ever use no pen, bitch

[Outro: Rezzo Cuba]
Ha, Wafflejax and Rezzo, bitch
What's the word, Jax?
Shout out TheFactory
Shout out Wafflejax
Cookin' up some waffles
Bitch, bitch, bitch!

-Man
I'm sayin', man
Yo', niggas f-, niggas, on the real
We can't be doin' this shit every fuckin' weekend, man