WOW Lyrics
Way too many rappers say they blowing
Up like 4th July
Y'all kidding that's a lie
Get me out of here
I feel like Taylor man, I'm mortified
Distorted 808 and glide
Kwame bout to lead the tide
Y'all can't match this enterprise
You runners up are getting tired
Okay we got some bass in
Homie you basic
Knock you through your mirror
Just so you can really face it
And I ain’t trynna so say too much
I ain't even playing rough
All these rappers really are my children
Like the Brady Bunch
Sometimes I be smiling
When I’m sitting on exciting shit
Barely put in effort
But I swear this might just be a hit
Change the lives around me
With this rap shit bout to hit a lick
Africans will know this
Parents use to hit us with the stick
Now can taking over
Going global, I’m a mogul
Flying coastal
To be honest man i still charge up my opal
Sydney city imma local
You can hear it through my vocal
Hater buy a t-shirt i'm charging extra postal
Chorus
Mamma rang my phone
And told me that she really proud
I heard you on the radio
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You got some type sound
With the speakers loud
Bout to hit ya show see what you bout
Kwame going stupid
Packing up the place how
Oh you the man now
Poppin on the gram now
They ain't drop it for you showing love they wanna care now
Bout to hit the stage
Let it bang
Looking right out to the crowd
Kwame going stupid packing up the place wow
Verse 2
I don't drink or ever smoke
Fuck with me you getting smoked
Boy you looking like a joke
Bet your pockets looking broke
Look at me I'm on a boat
Going straight out to the crib
How you hating how we live
When I just gave you what you give
I gottem shaking like a GIF
High on life don't need a split
Fuck this shit i'm bout to split
When I walk get the drip
Like Ye I do it for the kids
Why you talking with a lisp
I like my vocals real crisp
All you people super average
Y'all ain't never been a challenge
Protect the scene from getting damaged
I might just have to say it spanish
Estúpido just the mind the language
Rappers is my favourite sandwich
Squad and I be living lavish
Y'all be gone i'm screaming banish
You and I we can't relate
Man i'm feeling really great
Stupid fool just quit the hate
Your ass whooping now awaits
In the gym I'm pushing weight
Dominating every state
I seen yo ass on a scooter
You prolly just a cheap skate
Chorus
Mamma rang my phone
And told me that she really proud
I heard you on the radio
You got some type sound
With the speakers loud
Bout to hit ya show see what you bout
Kwame going stupid packing up the place how
Oh you the man now
Poppin on the gram now
They ain't drop it for you showing love they wanna care now
Bout to hit the stage
Let it bang,looking right out to the crowd
Kwame going stupid packing up the place wow
