Seven - Wavy lyrics

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Seven - Wavy lyrics

[Intro: Godemis] Aight Okay They say I They say I should take better care of myself Maybe they're right But not tonight Hahahaha Seven let's go C'mon [Verse 1: Godemis] Zoned out, turnt up Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowl f**in' with a pound of white Order shot, shoot em down Actin' like a drunk f** I don't know how I'm alive Chalk it up as dumb luck Drinkin' I ain't Thinkin' I ain't Eatin' I don't stop at all Sippin something super saucy Now I'm bout to cop a ball Spendin' every dollar I'mma make some more tomorrow Clockin' out I hit the liquor store And grab another bottle Po'ed up with young prez Now we're burnin' down a spliff He said just keep this sh** in check Please don't let it drown a gift I don't hear em choppin' Just the sounds of bottles poppin' Is it me or did you hear some motherf**ing body knockin' Pop another Molly Rollin' trees like a lumberjack Smokin' on that earwax Call that sh** that other crack Sittin' in the K-hole Starin' out the Cadillac Yeah I love this liquor But this sh**'ll never love me back [Hook X2: Godemis] Turnt up, zoned out Shuttin' something down tonight Kush, blunts, hash, bowls f**in' with a pound of white Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks All that Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break If and I fall flat [Verse 2: Godemis] If I work a double I'mma gotta have a couple Holler at the bartender Tell her make this one a double Swillin' down the ave Sippin' dirty cash daily Tippin' steady sippin' I am f**ed up, wavy Every thing is gettin' drank Everybody gettin' drunk Smooth is on the way He said he gotta baby in the trunk Stoppin's not an option I ain't poppin' I ain't lockin' Feels like all I really need Is a motherf**in' Oxycontin I am rotten on the inside A plane, then slide Talkin' to a serpent Feelin' like both of my wrists tied No one should be this high Double helix makes knots f** a double D, we be Like everybody a shots No one sets it off Swillionaires, we go when it's on Turn it up an octave, and knock a b**h out of it's zone Misery love company, If you ain't swill then get gone I'm down to make a ride with ya'll, soon as the other fifth's gone [Hook X2]

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