| Yeah | 
| Wavy Daddy | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah | 
| See, I could bring that shit back | 
| See I could do this a few more times | 
| Yeah, I can tech how to swag, I can putt it like hash tag of my life | 
| Some say it’s corny and wack, and how you keep this party rolling tonight | 
| But you’re missing the fact, that I’m the one who make it cool on this side | 
| Yeah, yeah, ay, and fame doesn’t change me | 
| Pick up the same bitch, it was randomly, but they still sway her against me | 
| Fuck all this mean mugin', while I keep thumbin' my foreign investments | 
| Bitch, Imma crip walkin', but I’m not thugin' I don’t mess with a weapons | 
| Ain’t nobody fucking with my click | 
| So we could just serve you quick | 
| Stay away and don’t play with it | 
| You a pussy boy, smell like some fugazi shit | 
| Told us that you all in but you’re ain’t in it | 
| I’ve been drinking, smoking, need a break, (yeah) | 
| Oh, I’ve lived like this for many years. | 
| (Oh) | 
| Yeah, I need to do them fuckin' thangs, and show example for them kids and | 
| peers. | 
| (Yeah) | 
| Feel like overdose hope it won’t be on the news | 
| Treat me like you want, but just don’t get me confused | 
| Bitch you love my songs, but you didn’t hear new | 
| But you drawn in alcohol so I hope I see you soon | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah | 
| Pipe it up, pipe, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up | 
| Roll on my drug, you want them to take you out | 
| Come see me tomorrow, you’ll never gonna see me bruised up like that | 
| I could carry shit as I promise and I did it, no cap | 
| You just a sophomore, so we both know, you can’t join a frat | 
| That shooters around me, they always aiming for the paper, it’s fact | 
| We bumpin Bun B, like underground kings, and cruising like that | 
| Got that wings wings, and we are flying thing, so get wavy like that. | 
| (Ay) | 
| I’m swerving out to fucking madness | 
| Put you money under mattress | 
| And keep your treasure like leprekon | 
| I don’t fuck with any Xs | 
| Cause they became another flexless | 
| Feed your hunny for a breakfast | 
| I eat nothing, I need alcohol | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah | 
| Pipe up, bitch I’m geeked out | 
| Creepin' day in, day out | 
| Pipe up, cashout, blackout | 
| Pipe up, pipe up, pipe up, yeah |