[Verse 1 by Swave] When it comes to the wave sh*t, we started that/ real n*ggas honor that/ I'm the one with the grams, the fiends gonna follow that/ they wanna be like Swave, cause the b*tches think I'm marvelous/ so you follow my steps son, it's like I fathered that/ Swave you hot, b*tches fending for photos/ and I keep one eye open, like the CD is loading/ and when you ?, I swear here goes the music/ Meek Mill, ain't the only one that used to be or used to/ get from round me, all you rappers sound fake/ they get your ass before ?, call that a pound cake/ my brand is the best, that's the globe round my chest/ and every where I go, they know it's ?/ n*gga what, coming from a block they let the semi pop/ my n*ggas waving arms like the milly rock/ f*ck is you talking n*gga, Swave the don/ if you say something wrong, I let the Trey sing a song