hunter phay - Wonderland Lyrics

Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
I could grant wish, yeah
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Yeah
These days been lavish, yeah
Courtside at the Mavericks, yeah
East side where the points get scored
All day get paid like Magic, yeah
These days ain't lackin, yeah
All day make classics, yeah
West side where the coast gets warm
And the waves hit shore, spending days outdoors
Man, ain't shit funny
Brand new whip cost brand new money
Grand old keys make beats sound funny
All these streets been grey, turned sunny
And I ran through sweet like my feet been honey
One turned two, make two turn lucky
Three turn five, still need more money
Smoke more trees till knees get gummy
And I ran these streets in a blacked out buggy
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
I could grant wish, yeah
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Yeah
These days been lavish
Make hits but I don't take damage, yeah
These days I'm havin'
So ain't worried when they wonder what my bag is
No more, livin' on floors on a mattress
I'm keeping green and it's clean, no organic
If I - Roll it, imma smoke it
I won't pass it up, so match it up or vanish man
At the moment, I'm looking at some shit you never seen
West coast, imma kick it right here by the C
H.P, all these bitches wanna do is be seen
Put me on the east coast up in NYC
Wonderland, I could get you everything you need
Imma wonderman, wonder how I keep it so clean
Wishes been granted, my bitches speak spanish
That's everything I wanted since the age of 16
One turn two, make two turn lucky
Three turned five four more, still hungry
Six, seven bitches on my line still love me
Eight nine ten f*ck friends get money still
Everybody f*cking with the kid, no Cudi
Love me all you want won't get nothing from me
California cane, everyday stay sunny rolling up while I keep one runny
Aye
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
I could grant wish, yeah
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland wonderland
Wonderland, I could make myths
Yeah I been a wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman
Wonderman, wonderman-
Check the way that I run this shit in an F56
Dream Rick James money
A5 steak on an Hermes plate
Cost ten times eight plus fifteen hundred
Woah,
Finish my plate still hungry
Drive slow, ten toes broke hoes still grumpy
Shit, ten more still need more money
Flows flow past y'all can't get nothin' from me
Yeah yeah yeah can't get nothin' from me
Yeah yeah yeah can't get nothin' from me
Fit to clean when they play my theme imma break through shit
Like Devon Dudley
Yeah yeah yeah can't get nothin' from me
Yeah yeah yeah can't get nothin' from me
California cane, everyday stay sunny rolling up while I keep one runny
Aye