Lyrics hooligan chase – Waffle Stacks

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

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 ya’ll 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

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