New Wave - Rick Ross, Stalley

On mamas

New wave

New wave

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

She wanna hop on the wave

I (?) from the sidelines

She wanna live wild and dangerous

I told her that is a fine line

I can hear angels talking

I’m up in the sky line

I was down way up

I guess its about time

Who ready

Who ready

Who ready

I got the flex like Lester

Dark windows on the Tesla

Goyard belt like a wrestler

Say thanks to God he blessed us

Sitting in the trap I was restless

I had to get it together

Kill all that humble shit

I had to shit on whoeer

When the rain came

I got the whip with umbrella

When that first check came

I took it straight to the teller

Jake’s Manhattan back brackin'

Stacks got my pants saggin'

G wagon on 4 G’s

Whiter than the grand dragon

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

She wanna hop on the wave

I (?) from the sidelines

She wanna live wild and dangerous

I told her that is a fine line

I can hear angels talking

I’m up in the sky line

I was down way up

I guess its about time

Who ready

Who ready

Who ready

BCG when I rep

Jordan 1 when I step

(?) they slept

Woke 'em up from their slumber

Got 'em out their comfort

Now they all on my wave

Like really on my wave

Like get the hell out my way

Got no time for you

Wave surfing, hate serving fake person

All y’all hoes fake and got fake purses

Ain’t nothing I hate worse than fake purses

And fake trappers who probably worship

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

New wave

Who ready

She wanna hop on the wave

I (?) from the sidelines

She wanna live wild and dangerous

I told her that is a fine line

I can hear angels talking

I’m up in the sky line

I was down way up

I guess its about time

Who ready