Vas Leon New Wave
[Verse 1: VAS LEON]
N**** I ain't worried ‘bout nothing
N**** I ain't worried ‘bout cuffing
Got your chick right here
‘Cause I put the beat in a coffin, woah!
N**** I don't care about what you say
Over the head like a toupee
I'm Elvis mixed with Bruce Wayne
N**** don't step on my blue suede
(Hooo hooo hooo hooo)
My b**** bad and boujé
Boujé open up her middle like a new day
New day had her booty raisin like a fruit cake
Fruit cake with an extra topping made a new shape
New shape this the karma sutra add a new page
New page this the veezie baby I'm a new wave
New wave and you can never beat me in a shoe game
(DAMN!)
You live at home with your rents
You ain't got money for rent
Imma buy one with three floors
N**** you sleep in a tent
Fam I ain't able to sleep
I want your wage in a week
I am a genius n****
I am Einstein on the beat on the beat
Man I go hard in the paint
Fam I go mad with the brush
You came in early from work
So your girl told me to hush
Now Im whispering I got
Gold grills and they're glistening ‘cause I'm
With you and your girl at the dinner table one
Hands eating ones [?] (oh my god)
I achieved that simply
Your main squeeze is a pimple G
I'm as good as it ghetts
That how I made your BM sing for me
Even had her MJ, spin for me
Consistently, she called me
Mozart with my stick she was the symphony
Called her Heinz how I flicked the bean
That's history, dead that
Like trick or treat, egg that
Drake said keke and I felt that
Man a get this cheese and I melt that
‘cause the flows so hot like a furnace
They hear you like “not now bernard”
They don't wanna hear you or any of your dead tunes
Whatever you say, it don't concern us
You couldn't buss if your name was climax
Thats how we really feel
You could not bus if you were
A big fat red automobile
You're like facebook with no friends
Postcode with no ends
Youtube with no music
Daffy duck ‘cause you're toothless
Google with no results
A four door with no seats in
Beef patty with no meat in
Dry chicken no seasoning
Yeah
You're just dry chicken with no seasoning
Girls get hacked with my rhyming words when I'm
Back to the lab like Heisenberg
Girls get hacked with my rhyming words when I'm
Back to the lab like Heisenberg
You're just dead food
Veezie