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Wave Check Video (MV)




Performed By: Ace Villain
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Aaron Dilbert




Ace Villain - Wave Check Lyrics




So just tell me what you ain't
I do everything you can't
Direct deposit to the bank
And so much drip I'm boutta sank

Ain't the type to ask for help
I ran it up by myself
We got money we got health
Well I guess you call that wealth

Spent on a thousand on that drip?
Well I see it ain't legit
And if you want smoke
Then I'm something like a stig
Damn I lost control
And I cannot get a grip
Shooting for the stars
I don't the shoot from the hip

Put like 20 on this watch
Ain't no time up on this clock
I'm so froze I make it stop
Make you sit back make you watch
Make you stop make you listen
All my dawgs we on mission
Think my mind just came up missing
Okay my mind just came up missing
Now you better pay attention
I can't show you no affection
But I'll show you how to make this bred
How to get ahead
Got a hunit on my head
Think they really want me dead
Never cared about what they said
I'm on lock like a dread

You just talk that's the end of it
Can't make sense of it
Something like a note from dyslexic kids
I'm so hot like fennekin
So I gotta win
Told her the drop pin
I don't drink no gin

You could be the flyest man on earth
If I hit a jump
Homie gotta learn your worth
You so sleep
You so slump
Take your life up out the dump
Gotta do just what you want
Gotta be just who you want
Yeah that's me Mr. Bluk

On a level after gifted
You don't know what you missing
I got hooks
I got lines
But a nigga is not fishing
Wavey boy might as well swim with the fishes
Where's my deal
Imma sign like a petition
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English

So just tell me what you ain't
I do everything you can't
Direct deposit to the bank
And so much drip I'm boutta sank

Ain't the type to ask for help
I ran it up by myself
We got money we got health
Well I guess you call that wealth

Spent on a thousand on that drip?
Well I see it ain't legit
And if you want smoke
Then I'm something like a stig
Damn I lost control
And I cannot get a grip
Shooting for the stars
I don't the shoot from the hip

Put like 20 on this watch
Ain't no time up on this clock
I'm so froze I make it stop
Make you sit back make you watch
Make you stop make you listen
All my dawgs we on mission
Think my mind just came up missing
Okay my mind just came up missing
Now you better pay attention
I can't show you no affection
But I'll show you how to make this bred
How to get ahead
Got a hunit on my head
Think they really want me dead
Never cared about what they said
I'm on lock like a dread

You just talk that's the end of it
Can't make sense of it
Something like a note from dyslexic kids
I'm so hot like fennekin
So I gotta win
Told her the drop pin
I don't drink no gin

You could be the flyest man on earth
If I hit a jump
Homie gotta learn your worth
You so sleep
You so slump
Take your life up out the dump
Gotta do just what you want
Gotta be just who you want
Yeah that's me Mr. Bluk

On a level after gifted
You don't know what you missing
I got hooks
I got lines
But a nigga is not fishing
Wavey boy might as well swim with the fishes
Where's my deal
Imma sign like a petition
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Writer: Aaron Dilbert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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