Wavy in the Cut (feat. Sid Sindicate) Video (MV)

Stay away from him
He ain't no good
Aye, aye
Every day, every day
I get high every day
Every day, every day
Riding in that Chevrolet
Anyways, anyways
Never liked you anyways
Any day, any day
You could get it any day
Day, stay, dolo, solo solo
Stay in solitude
Dolo, dolo keep it on the low low
That's just what I do
Ooh, ooh, rolling rolling rolling
Through that foggy dew
Do what Slick Rick told me
And I treat her like a prostitute
Staying wavy in the cut
Wavy in the cut
We just maintained through this stuff like
Staying wavy in the cut
Wavy in the cut
It's still the same thing as it was, aye
Rolling with the team we slowly elevated
Highed up smoking weed don't try to test my patience
Grinding been low key no time for explanations
Ride with my homies until we finally reach our destination
Rolling with the team we slowly elevated
Highed up smoking weed don't try to test my patience
Grinding been low key no time for explanations
Know we had to go and get the cream they hoped we hesitated
Every day, every day
I get high every day
Every day, every day
Riding in that Chevrolet
Anyways, anyways
Never liked you anyways
Any day, any day
You could get it any day
Every day, every day
I get high every day
Every day, every day
Riding in that Chevrolet
Anyways, anyways
Never liked you anyways
Any day, any day
You could get it any day
Still chasing after profit and staying positive
Came up out the fog the rain it ain't stopping us
Statements they be always making so obvious
Gang be with me now we gaining an audience
Know all of this shit is bound to come with problems
Call up my clique we count it up and solve em
Got em all sick they lined up at the doctor
Pardon my drip won't find it in department stores
It's Sid Sindicate get these bitches off me
She giving me sloppy toppy
In the Tommy boxers
Til there be nothing on her
Often, I'm just mobbing
With my squadrons of Martians and goblins
Sniffing and sipping it constant
I put tobacco in bong hits
Bout to open the door to get in frame
Then I pour up a four and I sip drank
Got me roaming the road watch me switch lanes
I keep smoking this dope had to mix strains
I been broke and down low in a dim place
Had a hole in my soul I don't miss pain
Now I got total control of my gift mane
Counting up dough with the bro look how shit change
Ain't shit change man, aye
Where'd Dopey go, Dopey went insane
Eyes rolling in the forehead of this brain
Overdosing opiates when the script came
Bitch ain't shit but a shit stain
She cut and slit up with switchblades
Til the blood dropping and dripping up in sink
She licking my dick like she lip sync
We might sing in this bitch like we N'Sync
We just stick to the script cuz it's instinct
They gon slip on the drip when they ship sink
We get lit like a Bic when we sip drink
You ain't in with the clique what you kids think
Know we get to the chips we do big things
Hoe we live for this shit we done been kings