Waffle Stacks - hooligan chase

Shawty wanna date me, but I can’t do that

Like yo momma, I be bakin, I just want them waffle stacks

They say life is whatchu make it, made yo baby shake her ass

Hoe I’m gucci, bitch I’m gravy, want some cake ‘n' they gone spaz, ay

They gone spaz, queen pinsky off the gas

Got this borderline trashy bitch who textin' me to smash

If I went to school she prolly show her tits to me in class

An epiphany I have, fuck these bitches get that bag boy

Don’t be sad boy, you won’t be a dad boy

Fuck a office job, you got sauce, you can rap boy

Yo shit kinda fire, like I said, get yo stacks boy

Wait when all yo bitches can’t even fit up on yo lap boy

Don’t nobody talk like me, nobody sound like me

Started sayin' words on beats now they want me around the sea

Remember yall looked down on me, got two mommas

Cheaters waitin' on me downstairs, smoked a blunt and went to see what they was

doin'

They was kissin on eachother, ball like Patrick Ewing, I’m a saucy motherfucka

Oh you tryna cop a feature, its gone cost you bout a buck or two

Just know I don’t fuck with you, you just gave me guap for a drug or two

I love to get numbers, sellin' em on me and feel like a thug

You kids better run, the hooligan pull up to recess with drugs in his tongue

But when I front, I don’t have a gun I promise

I’m watchin' Wallace ‘n' Gromit

Don’t fuck with no ones, that be honest

Shawty wanna date me, but I can’t do that

Like yo momma, I be bakin, I just want them waffle stacks

They say life is whatchu make it, made yo baby shake her ass

Hoe I’m gucci, bitch I’m gravy, want some cake ‘n' they gone spaz, ay

They gone spaz, queen pinsky off the gas

Got this borderline trashy bitch who textin' me to smash

If I went to school she prolly show her tits to me in class

An epiphany I have, fuck these bitches get that bag boy

Fuck these bitches get that bag boy

Fuck these- fuck these bitches get that bag boy

Get that bag boy, get that get that bag boy

Fuck these bitches get that bag boy