Lyrics

Hey, you

What we gonna do?

Suit up, boot up, let's go!

Make way

I'm coming through you (I'm coming through you)

There's nothing you can do (You can do)

It's my day, make waves

We crash into you (crash into you)

Your end is coming soon (coming soon)

I'm your base, so make waves

Yeah, ain't nobody ever seen a beast

I'm a catch a career but it's been the least

Follow was a very little, I mean petite

I'mma pull the carpet from under you

How it even started ya wonder who

I'mma show ya what rain and thunder do

Hope ya really ready when it come for you

Not a human or a alien on the planet that can do it

Like I do it you put a mountain in front of me I go through it

I pursue it, danger

Never stoppin' the mangler

Nina tough with them wranglers

Give me lip I'mma bang ya

Never benevolent you wasn't ever the relevant

You thinkin' you 'bout to be but you are outta ya element

Bringin the hella win then came back in hella mint

Condition or to see my new wicked development

Never let up, ya never get up

It'll never be another competitor better than us

I been on it ya runnin' late the way Letterman does

You thinkin' you reaching' a level that's clever than what

I'mma gain it you don't get the picture then I'mma paint it

With the pain I came insane the Nina language

Thinkin' you gonna be up when I have to bring this anguish

Ain't no question I am truly the strangest!

I gotta shake it up for a minute

Tecca Nina got the greater percentage

And when I enter whatever I gotta win it

Try to get me in the corner ya finished

A lotta people defeated when I diminish

When I hit you need a hell of a dentist

I got the punch and the power that's intricate

Got you thinkin', "how did you get off into this?"

Make way

I'm coming through you (I'm coming through you)

There's nothing you can do (You can do)

It's my day, make waves

We crash into you (crash into you)

Your end is coming soon (coming soon)

I'm your base, so make waves

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]

If life's a beach, can we go surfin'

It never been easy for me besides the birthday

And people they eat, the words I'm servin'

Then we can all feast, on what we think is deservin'

I'm a heart-breaker, wave-maker

And I'mma take a leap nothin' round the Kali baby

Been a ball-breaker, gate-maker

And I can stop and out ya mouth if ya gettin' lazy

I'm a typhoon tsunami, any whatever what just to get the salami

Try to be quick or we're quick to get ya behind me

I could belligerent nuttin', nothin' could calm me

I'mma take the wheel, bust ya grill

If it's an emergency bust a seal

You can see I make the mill, yes I will

Cause I got the skill to yield, plus the will

Put ya lights out, the fight's out

The mic is my knife and device and ya iced out

Pull my windpipe out, that or the thing of a singer

I'mma rip it though they might shout

Cause I'm a sore loser

If I'm defeated and heated, better be headed right for the door

And I'm a born bruiser

When ya get beated and seated, then I'll be ready to give you more

I can keep goin' and never stop

Easy as breathin' to me and if you don't believe me

Pay me attention until I pop

Eager to eat 'em and never need a reason whether

You better pick em up when they drop

Singin' I'm leavin' the speed is unbelievable

That you better never give them a shot

I don't know how to behave, just know how to (make waves)

Make way

I'm coming through you (I'm coming through you)

There's nothing you can do (You can do)

It's my day, make waves

We crash into you (crash into you)

Your end is coming soon (coming soon)

I'm your base, so make waves

Yeah, you seen me make waves, when I became Strange

And dominated but you ain't never gave praise

You be talkin' shit on Instagram inside a safe place

When I see you and confront you then you try to save face

And vacate, okay kid, I'm about to go grade A

There's no name sake but won't gain fans

They got my name and nuts hangin' so low they scraped

I'm still hungry, it's like I'm stuck in the 08 state of mind

My mind is so space aged, and don't get it

Told critics, go stick it, don't get yo dome split

Yo whole shit'll look like Riddick Bowe hit it

Oh shit his bone's stickin' out I think it's broken

Now go freakin' dial 911, homie I run run

My city we don't play that kiddie shit where I come from

You high dum dum? You really think you fight on one?

You wanna take my strange chain and my nine gun drum

A future icon son, you just a ho ass bitch

You go ass kiss anybody to blow as if

You try to be somethin' you're not my shit is dope as is

You got some dope ad-libs and that singing shit

Is so average, we ain't similar, homie check ya temperature

You fuck with me and you will need a medical examiner

Put hands on rappers ramblin', put handles on ya manager

They said I'm from Atlanta, damn it I am not from Canada

I came in the game and I represented

Jonny Valiant in this bitch there's no mystery

They'll be killin' it, keepin' it independent

Tecca nina is the leader

You need me to jack a hater then say no more I'ma get 'em (Bitch)

I hate it now say no more I'ma get 'em

Well Kali Baby they be crazy

To try me, they just admire the style that I invented

My sophomore album 'bout to come out any minute

I'm about to make waves

Yuh-uh-yeah, motherfucker

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