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Waves Splash Again

Hip-Hop/Rap2026

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Skladba Waves Splash Again vyšla 21. srpna 2026 J.A.Y-L na albu Waves Splash Again - Single

AlbumWaves Splash Again - Single

21. srpna 2026

ŠtítekJ.A.Y-L

JazykEnglish

BPM74

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Valence

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Energie

PŘEHLED

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Texty

I do shit for her, and her,

And even her,

I can’t drop the bag off wit no words,

Somethin’ you need earn,

They didn’t wanna teach us how to eat,

Suddenly tables turn,

Pussy **** freeze up wit that heat,

I’m trynna scorch the earth,

They counted me out, had to win,

Got a devilish grin,

I could see the drought before the end,

Guess I’m psychic, damn,

It paves the way to stay content,

Gotta lock it in,

Lotta **** fall off, gotta know,

Waves splash again,

He could smile now, but gotta know,

He a hoe forreal,

They put you on lock, he gon’ go,

Fuck yo’ hoe wit’ feels,

Confiding all his business in her cunt,

Hope her pussy spills,

If he ever fucked up he gettin’ nailed,

No acrylic fills,

She want her hair done and some coach,

Better go do store runs,

He wanna strap, wit a glitch,

Better go and smoke sum,

85% of **** out here,

Don’t even know nun’,

Willing to trust a bitch, wit’ sum lips,

But never could hold sum’,

Been about that paper,

And the actions that the shit come from,

Bitch I’m from the ‘Raq,

Even the preachers preachin’ got there

own gun,

Lotta shit seems dicey, it don’t add up,

Ion even know nun’,

They try to back door, but I’m in the alley,

So tell me who gun won?,

Pop, pop, clap forreal,

Pop, pop, getting nailed,

Pop, pop, **** think they slimy ‘til they

getting killed,

Pop, pop, all I hang wit murders, I than

gain the feel,

Pop, pop, Heartless like the tin man,

Bitch I’m stainless steel,

I do shit for her, and her,

And even her,

I can’t drop the bag off wit no words,

Somethin’ you need earn,

They didn’t wanna teach us how to eat,

Suddenly tables turn,

Pussy **** freeze up wit that heat,

I’m trynna scorch the earth,

They counted me out, had to win,

Got a devilish grin,

I could see the drought before the end,

Guess I’m psychic, damn,

It paves the way to stay content,

Gotta lock it in,

Lotta **** fall off, gotta know,

Waves splash again,

Drippin’ on these ****,

I’m shittin’ on these ****,

They can’t even tell,

I’m gifted on these ****,

Still young as hell,

I got wisdom on these ****,

It might seem I’m movin’ snail,

But I’m flippin’ on these ****, (Goo!)

Bro showed me the wave, I got the sauce,

Now I’m a bigger boss,

Still got exotic low, for the cost,

Take that buy some stocks,

Trynna show you the way to some paper,

You need more than one,

**** be broke and act like bitches,

Cuz they ain’t chasin’ funds,

Bitches twerkin’ on you like a drum,

Cuz they see you got funds,

Ion trust her, I ain’t likin’ shit,

So I ain’t wifin’ nun’,

Gotta be my soul mate,

Before you try to inherit sum’,

Bitch I want a gold plate,

But I remember Eatin’ Harold’s for lunch,

Drip check, Flex forreal,

Splif check, Runtz forreal,

Steady chasin’ this paper,

Cuz I know they wanna get me killed,

Being there for my kids,

Cuz i know how mama use to feel,

Spankin’ on this bag,

Cuz MME, taking over forreal,

I do shit for her, and her,

And even her,

I can’t drop the bag off wit no words,

Somethin’ you need earn,

They didn’t wanna teach us how to eat,

Suddenly tables turn,

Pussy **** freeze up wit that heat,

I’m trynna scorch the earth,

They counted me out, had to win,

Got a devilish grin,

I could see the drought before the end,

Guess I’m psychic, damn,

It paves the way to stay content,

Gotta lock it in,

Lotta **** fall off, gotta know,

Waves splash again,

Written by: Justin Herrera

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