French Montana, Max B - Whippin That Wave

Day drink, put the water to the flowers For a couple of hours, whippin' that wave Left arm, right arm, block now, pipe bomb Came into degenerate, left foot as an icon Typhoon, tycoon, only one in the mic room Bottle of the right crew, get me in a nice mood Dick good, skin tone, never on the flip phone Bitches fall in love, I ain't never been in the friend zone Speech most prominent, coke weight dominance God forgive niggas, I don't save your apologies Position solidified, don't question the camaraderie Think you can body me, best chance at lottery Sentenced to a L, been in jail for robbery Shout out to my niggas still upstate, penthouse P Day drink, put the water to the flowers For a couple of hours, whippin' that wave Coke wave, tell them fuckboys die slow Back blocks, firework like pyro Tell them work dry, bring another half with 'em Got a fiddle Lizzy, it get slizzy like hash in 'em Climbin' up the mountain, watchin' lawyers in the county Told 'em my boys comin' home, niggas started downin' Sniped my Mii at the deli, it get funny for the fatty Copped a two-door, so they don't do me like YNW Melly Glocky with a body on and still I'm a user Waveguards, we the pioneers of the drill music Low in the Chevelle, bag money like Fidel Don't snow, don't belly Fresh up out the cell, Montana Day drink, put the water to the flowers For a couple of hours, whippin' that wave