[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Me and Wheezy, that’s a wave)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Take off them clothes, let it roll
I been waitin’ on ya all day, get down girl, touch ya toes
Her pussy taste like a parfait, yeah I eat it up early mornin’
Dirippin’ on n***as like nothing, yeah I spend more than a quarter
Told a girl, I don’t love her
I don’t love nothin’ but my daughter
I don’t love nothin’ but my momma
I don’t love nothin’ but these commas
Treat the rap game like Vic, yeah
Got me a bag and scrambled
No I ain’t stainin’ yo’ plug dog
I get it for the low number

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
(Wheezy Outta Here)
Fucked yo’ main hoe at a [?]
Gotta go get it, thеy depend on me
Two bad bitchеs, they depend on me
Yeah I pay rent, they depend on me
Flood the top flo’ at the Wrist Carlton
Paid a lot of bands, just to hit that kitty
Yeah she gon’ blow me like a dandelion
Asked a couple [?] leave a [?] on her titties
Waited, oh [?] me
Thought she only [?] that’s it, oh, oh
Changing her lane
I give her rings, I don’t need the brain
Freak show back there, [?] paying the price
I’m runnin’ shit, just like Jerry Rice, yeah
We catchin’ private flights, shit we gon’ buy the plane
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
(Me and Wheezy, that’s a wave)
Take off them clothes, let it roll
I been waitin’ on ya all day, get down girl, touch ya toes
Her pussy taste like a parfait, yeah I eat it up early mornin’
Dirippin’ on n***as like nothing, yeah I spend more than a quarter
Told a girl, I don’t love her
I don’t love nothin’ but my daughter
I don’t love nothin’ but my momma
I don’t love nothin’ but these commas
Treat the rap game like Vic, yeah
Got me a bag and scrambled
No I ain’t stainin’ yo’ plug dog
I get it for the low number

[Verse 2: LNF Willie]
No we the wave, they can surf (Swear)
He play, we put em’ in the hurst (Fa, fa)
That pussy so good every time I see her (Yeah)
I want it, she got me cursed (Come here)
Runnin’ that back, like a treadmill
Stayed down, now they singin’ my ad-libs
Like Wheezy, you know that we outta here, yeah
Oh girl I want it, I want it
Got that bag and you know I ain’t fumblin’
Stuffing back in when I get home
Imma give the racks all to my mufckin’ mother
Havin’ sticks, we gon’ take out our opponent
Die for whatever [?], who really want it
And your stylist too childish, you dig?
No killa, cause that boy, he ain’t drippin’ nobody
Water on my neck, like a fire hydrant
Hey I wanna touch on lil body, yeah
I wanna dive on in, girl [?]
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
(Me and Wheezy, that’s a wave)
Take off them clothes, let it roll
I been waitin’ on ya all day, get down girl, touch ya toes
Her pussy taste like a parfait, yeah I eat it up early mornin’
Dirippin’ on n***as like nothing, yeah I spend more than a quarter
Told a girl, I don’t love her
I don’t love nothin’ but my daughter
I don’t love nothin’ but my momma
I don’t love nothin’ but these commas
Treat the rap game like Vic, yeah
Got me a bag and scrambled
No I ain’t stainin’ yo’ plug dog
I get it for the low number