Ride Waves - Young Scooter

Yeah, haha

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves

Haha, yeah

Chophouze on the track

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Yeah)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (I don’t ride waves)

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Own wave)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Count music)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Cars and planes)

Salute the real bangers, but I don’t gangbang (Jugg)

I don’t gangbang, I let my chain swang

I ain’t in the rap game, I’m in the dope game

All you dickriders goin' to the hall of fame

Young Scooter, Street, I got two names

All my friends are dead, bitch, I’m talkin' bout racks

Them dead presidents, I got a lot of that

If a nigga play with me, I tell him, «Roger that»

Five hundred pounds a week a year, I pre-order that

I ain’t got no surfboard, bitch, I work for it

I’m Lil Mexico’s landlord

The only rapper seen more pounds than Boston George

Freebandz a circle full of bosses, boy

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Yeah)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (I don’t ride waves)

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Own wave)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Count music)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Cars and planes)

Salute the real bangers, but I don’t gangbang (Jugg)

I’m a wave creator, I know construction, a brick decorator

I really came from nothin', I’m from the slums, you was born a hater

Really jugg truckloads, spot hotter than a radiator

Black Amigo, Freebandz, we turned that shit into a label

Create my own wave, I made millions off it

Treat the trap like Lauryn Hill, how I kill 'em softly

I always got 'em on my face, it ain’t never cost me

Nigga, I re-up with nothin', still plug talkin'

Hundred racks in the Fendi back

Two-hundred racks in that Louis bag

I only sell swag weed, but I smoke real gas

Hundred pounds in the trash bag

Throw 'em in the trunk and hit the slab

Most of you niggas be dickriders, broke as hell with no cash

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Yeah)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (I don’t ride waves)

Create my own wave, built my own lane (Own wave)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Count music)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I don’t ride waves (I don’t ride waves)

I don’t ride waves, I ride cars and planes (Cars and planes)

Salute the real bangers, but I don’t gangbang (Jugg)