[Hook]
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got time for no games
We ain't got time for no games
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got, we ain't got time for no
[Verse 1]
We just be riding the waves
But we ain't got time for no surfin’
I’d say get the fuck out my way
But my family are sick of the cursing
I’ve just been writing these verses
On tour or find me rehearsing
At a show when they open the curtains
Known just for making headliners feel worthless
You know any minute, when I’m in it
I could finish anybody talking shit real quick
Fresh delivery, pop pop pop on the bubble wrap
Your shits so pop, man its bubble rap
Sure as hell I ain't playing no games
‘cept monopoly, taking over the estate
And i’ve been here for a while so ain't no debate
If you sleeping on me, then you’re dreaming
Its time that you wake up
[Hook]
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got time for no games
We ain't got time for no games
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got, we ain't got time for no
[Verse 2]
They rock with the fins
Dudes say they’re rappers are pissed
We leaving the underground in the abyss
So no you don’t want it with this
Haven’t heard all my shit?
It don’t matter the hits or the beat
Or the click
I’ll be making it sick
To the point where you need to sterilise the microphone
Heavily every single time I spit
I just be bumping that Bino (goat)
Drinking that San pelligrino (throat)
The dream is a house on the sea though (boat)
Then buying out my own casino
From racking the c-notes
The flyest you’ve seen though
And spiking the irish in my cappuccino
While high in my chinos
This man so hot
I’m thinking of changing my name to
On fire jalapenoes
I’m out
[Hook]
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got time for no games
We ain't got time for no games
We just be riding the waves
We just be riding the waves
We ain't got, we ain't got time for no
[Verse 3]
Crew motley
Shouts to the foolhardy
We throwing up at your pool party
Get on the track and I do potty
You'll probably, do hardly
Nothing I knew it im tellin’ em
You harm me, you can't be
Serious, they can't be serious
Fuck an attempt
I am success
I represent
One in a billion
Fuck what they said
Come for their heads
Already dead
Watch me I'm killin em
See us we swimming in skeletons
Mr Sinister, gimme your relatives
Brothers and mothers and cousins can get it
I love it, so fuck it, I’m scrubbing your heritage
Waves was written by Joey Maker & Luke Mac.
Waves was produced by Connor Jones.