Wavy Regg - Lemon Mints Lyrics

Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags bags
If they get behind me fuck it Ima do the dash
I ride around, illegal tint
I’m smoking on, some lemon mints
She say I’m a drug my dick is like fent
Thought I replied my message ain’t send
Where did you go? where have you been?
Where the fuck the time went?
If I hit it then she my bitch
She think I gotta side bitch
Ya style I like it
Ya smell enticing
Beat it up like Tyson
She ride me she licensed
Fly as hell with no pilot
Captain wavy this my ship
My boat but you can drive it
I forgot to say sike bitch
I know ya bitch fuck with my song I don't care if you don’t like it
Bitch mad said I did her wrong what you gone cry bitch
I gave you too many chances you on ya third strike bitch
Feel pain in my right wrist, like I was fighting in the field like a titan
My car so cloudy big gas I smoke on thunder and lightening
Was gone send you a long text but I retyped it
I gave you the game you gotta take and apply it
I never drunk no lean or did no pills I don't wan try it
She just wanna know how my dick feel but she not my bitch
Guns and new kicks
White ones black blick
My nigga push big weight that nigga a fat bitch
All my niggas gone step but we ain’t in no frat bitch
I’m still that lil nappy headed skinny lil black bitch
On the road so got damn much I should've got my CDL's
I know they don’t wanna see me pass em niggas wanna see me fail
If you anything like my last one then it’s slow like a snail
Need a new back wood this a bad one I done let it get stale
OD, you remind me of a expensive bag of weed
Can’t get her attention being cheap
I love a bitch with soft lips and nice feet
But I hate when she get makeup on me
I woke up this morning like let me get in my b-a-g
Shorty got on Ysl, Cc, Lv like Abc’s
Go head stand in front of me ima watch you like Tv
F&n don’t stand for fuck niggas it’ll pop ya t-o-p
Up late then I wake up early
God got me I can’t be worried
Grown men be acting girly
Off the Eddie's I feel like Murphy
Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, bags
That shit you smoking nigga need to throw in the trash

Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags bags
If they get behind me fuck it Ima do the dash
I ride around, illegal tint
I’m smoking on, some lemon mints
She say I’m a drug my dick is like fent
Thought I replied my message ain’t send
Where did you go? where have you been?
Where the fuck the time went?
If I hit it then she my bitch
She think I gotta side bitch
Ya style I like it
Ya smell enticing
Beat it up like Tyson
She ride me she licensed
Fly as hell with no pilot
Captain wavy this my ship
My boat but you can drive it
I forgot to say sike bitch
I know ya bitch fuck with my song I don't care if you don’t like it
Bitch mad said I did her wrong what you gone cry bitch
I gave you too many chances you on ya third strike bitch
Feel pain in my right wrist, like I was fighting in the field like a titan
My car so cloudy big gas I smoke on thunder and lightening
Was gone send you a long text but I retyped it
I gave you the game you gotta take and apply it
I never drunk no lean or did no pills I don't wan try it
She just wanna know how my dick feel but she not my bitch
Guns and new kicks
White ones black blick
My nigga push big weight that nigga a fat bitch
All my niggas gone step but we ain’t in no frat bitch
I’m still that lil nappy headed skinny lil black bitch
On the road so got damn much I should've got my CDL's
I know they don’t wanna see me pass em niggas wanna see me fail
If you anything like my last one then it’s slow like a snail
Need a new back wood this a bad one I done let it get stale
OD, you remind me of a expensive bag of weed
Can’t get her attention being cheap
I love a bitch with soft lips and nice feet
But I hate when she get makeup on me
I woke up this morning like let me get in my b-a-g
Shorty got on Ysl, Cc, Lv like Abc’s
Go head stand in front of me ima watch you like Tv
F&n don’t stand for fuck niggas it’ll pop ya t-o-p
Up late then I wake up early
God got me I can’t be worried
Grown men be acting girly
Off the Eddie's I feel like Murphy
Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, bags
That shit you smoking nigga need to throw in the trash