TSUNAMI (part. Robot95)

Ah-ah
Prr, yeah, ah
Cone
Tell me, babe, I got your back, girl
When she gets wet, I ride the tsunami
Cone

I got the racks, I got the cash laid back
I’m programming the hacks
Smoking and sipping lean, dodging the opps
And your girl’s a celebrity crush (crush)
Smoking a Backwood during brunch time
I move like Lillard in the clutch
The Rolex and the Retro are matching, matching
I’m cashing in like a boss
Rolling an Apple Watch, yeah (yeah)
They want my spot, I’ll leave them a place
I’m feeling lonely, I’m the only one doing trap (only one doing trap)
The girl dreams of a Birkin, make it, make it clap
I’m a demon, that might be a red flag

Boss with the bosses, I’m side by side
If I get serious, I swear I’ll break it all
Walking on clouds, used to be in the mud
The future is me, I live up to my nickname (pu-pu-pu)
So real that no fake can come close
Ambush on my feet, Bottega on my shirt
I kissed her, but it’s not like I care
We see snakes, we use the ladder
I’m heading to Argentina, LA or Miami (-iami)
I’m batting, looking like Ohtani (-thani, yeah)
The bandit’s just like Kehlani (uh)
I’m full of flowers, feeling like Murakami (wuh)

Tell me, babe, I got your back, girl
When she gets wet, I ride the tsunami (ah-ah)
Focused and we don’t use Addys
A girl from Argentina and another in Mexicali (wuh)
You tell me and I’ll take you to Miami
So you can model that bikini for me (for me)
That ass in Amiri, not Armani
Play with my mind like it’s an Atari (-tari)
Tell me, babe, I got your back, girl
When she gets wet, I ride the tsunami (-nami)
Focused and we don’t take Addys (wow)
I saw her in Buenos Aires and another in Mexicali (yeah)

I wake up and I’m grateful for what I have
But that doesn’t mean I’m satisfied (-fied)
No matter how many chains I wear on my chest (prr, prr, prr)
And in the bank, it’s greener than the aesthetic of FERXXO (FERXXO, wow)
Been at this for a while, babe, I’m in it
Now everyone knows I’m different from the rest (yeah)
First in the race like Checo
Pockets full and my heart has a hole (hole)
With Lucho smoking in Palermo
I met a girl, she came from San Telmo
I don’t need gas, my tank is full
I’m a train because I never hit the brakes
All this ice has me feeling winter
All their mothers dream of me as a son-in-law
So many betrayals take away my tenderness
I always have visions when I sleep

You tell me and I’ll take you to Miami
So you can model that bikini for me (wuh, for me)
That ass in Amiri, not Armani
Play with my mind like it’s an Atari (-tari)
Tell me, babe, I got your back, girl
When she gets wet, I ride the tsunami (-nami, ah-ah)
Focused and we don’t use Addys (Addy)
A girl from Argentina and another in Mexicali

Mexico, Argentina, motherfucker (ah-ah)
Eh, IceEyes, Arcone' (ah-ah)
Robot, motherfucker
Grra, paw