[Intro: Quilly]

This shit be driving me crazy

Hey..



[Hook: Quilly]

I'm runnin' in and out of town

I'm booking flights, I get around

Ain't no tomorrow; get it now

Man ain't no time to be lazy

(ain't no time to be lazy) x2

Hey, I'm runnin' in and out of court

Them smokers up and down my block

Watching my back; there go the cops

This shit be driving me crazy (this shit be driving me crazy)

I just wanna be wavy ( I just wanna be wavy)

Hey..



[Verse 1: Dave East]

In the state with plenty weight

Moscato drinking; sippin' great

Condo shopping; pick a place

We worked it out; my fitness great

I just blew like 1500 on some shit I never needed

I just wanted dinner every night, was ducking every precinct

Project had me paranoid, lobby cameras helped them watch

Robbed him for his apple watch, that dope was raw; they had to cop

All this guap I'm earning now

Fiends take a pull, they get to twerkin' now

My bitch from Germantown, she gotta Birkin now

Catch me if you can, I play gingerbread with the police

Balmain pockets obese, got garden floor seats

Niggas' that can't keep their mouth shut, call that a slow leak

I wanted to drop out, take the block route, that was 03

When [?] played [?] with them baggies, I played the [?]

In Baltimore, I just played the alley, now we do Cali

Talking Crenshaw, we stomp niggas' out then brush our timbs off

I broke up with my last bitch, on my jacket, she found lipgloss

I'm tryna take these Ratchets to Manhattan before I dip off

First class to Dallas and time for the marriage tip off

I'm gone



[Hook: Quilly]

I'm runnin' in and out of town

I'm booking flights, I get around

Ain't no tomorrow; get it now

Man ain't no time to be lazy

(ain't no time to be lazy) x2

Hey, I'm runnin' in and out of court

Them smokers up and down my block

Watching my back; there go the cops

This shit be driving me crazy (this shit be driving me crazy)

I just wanna be wavy ( I just wanna be wavy)

Hey..



[Verse 2: Quilly]

Uh, trapped in the coldest weather

Fresh wheats, 7's sagging, Marc Buchanan leather

Cops circle, keep it pushin' nigga; salt-n-pepa

You was with me when I was pop, we eatin' all together

Fuck it, let's get it this chedda, it's whatever

Mom smokin', same shit I'm sellin', niggas' tellin

Bitches open, niggas' reachin'

If they cross me, I'ma Holy Ghost em

That boy perc'd out his mind, hater don't approach him

Fuck it don't provoke him

My bitches bussin' checks, my niggas' bussin' scripts

I'm in the field; Cam Newton and we up by 6

Suck a dick

Bugs Bunny old shit, Balenciaga chrome shit

3 for 10's, 2 for 5's on my flip phone shit

Bill Cosby; bitches always bringing up old shit

You a wave rider, cock slider, you just hold dick

She gon' give them panties up, I'ma shoot the family up

Wit an open case, I was lost, broke and Xanie'd up

3 whistles and some coke, I fought it like a homi case

A lot of pills, a lot of weight, on my corner

Out of state

Sippin' Hi-Tech, bent; Mr. Miyagi face

If I go upstate, is she gon' wait? fuck; prolly skate

I can make it any day man, preliminary; 8 bands

Floor seats wit the mikes, Mike (?) on space jam



[Hook: Quilly]

I'm runnin' in and out of town

I'm booking flights, I get around

Ain't no tomorrow; get it now

Man ain't no time to be lazy

(ain't no time to be lazy) x2

Hey, I'm runnin' in and out of court

Them smokers up and down my block

Watching my back; there go the cops

This shit be driving me crazy (this shit be driving me crazy)

I just wanna be wavy ( I just wanna be wavy)

Hey..