Lyrics
Yea I swear to God this the new wave
Trap so old, bro switch the floor out, just like toothpaste
Can't be stressing 'bout the same shit, it's a new day
Give a fuck what who say
Yea yea, shit ain't the same, better look around ****
Got the drop on that boy spot, don't get dropped ****
Brodie wrist damn near broken, he a pot whipper
Any way that you wan' rock, I'ma rock witcha
Any way that you gon' rock, I'ma rock witcha
Any way that you wan' rock, I'ma rock witcha
Pull up choppa stretch ya
Bitch I'm very special
Lil' Najisland blessed up
I'm so glad I met ya
Might buy Planet Fitness
I'm the biggest flexer
Just like South I'm right now
You can't say I'm next up
Yea, it won't be no next time
Cartis on my face, it's"paint the scene whole lotta red" time
Pour a line of wock to go to sleep it's past my bedtime
Play wit them thugs at 12, you dead by one, I gave 'em deadlines
Big drac' in my pocket, we might put 'em on a headline
Way she put it on me, it's so holy, think I'm blessed now
Hold on what you said, Shyne?
I'ma leave 'em dead slime
Yes I got on Vetements
South District the best out
Yea I swear to God this the new wave
Trap so old, bro switch the floor out, jus like toothpaste
Can't be stressing 'bout the same shit, it's a new day
Nah, cannot give a fuck what who say
Yea yea, shit ain't the same, better look around ****
Got the drop on that boy spot, don't get dropped ****
Brodie wrist damn near broken, he a pot whipper
Any way that you wan' rock, I'ma rock witcha
Any way that you gon' rock, I'ma rock witcha
Any way that you wan' rock, I'ma rock witcha
This the new wave I swear to
This the new wave I swear to God
This the new wave I swear to God
Uh uh Luhjayceho
This the new wave I swear to God
Yea I swear to God
Written by: Luhjayce ho


