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Description
Producer: French Montana
Producer: Dame Grease
Producer: Red Mcfly
Lead Vocals: French Montana
Lead Vocals: Max B
Programmer: Dame Grease
Recording Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Mixing Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Mastering Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Atmos Mixing Engineer: DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Recording Engineer: Gene "Clicquot Geno" Banks
Mixing Engineer: Gene "Clicquot Geno" Banks
Composer: Karim Kharbouch
Composer: Charles Wingate
Lyrics and translation
Original
Make America wavy again
Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend
From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's
Make America wavy again
Make America wavy again
Post up on the yacht with the skyline view
Haters lookin' pressed 'cause they can't do what I do
Wavy like the ocean, got the world on a spin
I'm the reason that they surf when the tide come in
Biggavel with the melodies, French got the hits
We was down in the dirt, now we flooded our wrists
Presidential on the wrist, but it's deeper than chains
We just tryna bring a wave, make America wavy again
From the bottom, it got crazy
For them M's, it got shady
Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)
Make America so wavy
Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend
Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz
Factory my rims, stack up me some M's
Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French
On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten
Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin
Picture perfect, painted a perfect picture
They blackballin', we got richer, countin' millions out the trenches (woo)
Gotta live for the moment, make America wavy
Every bitch know the slogan, tell 'em, "Fuck you and pay me" (bitch)
Goin' block for a block like Karlton Hines in his prime
We goin' eye for an eye until they leave us all blind
And still be polishin' pistols (baow), pay government officials (haan)
On the grind 'til the gristle, keep a stash for the drizzle (haan)
Who workin' like young Boosie? You see that blood in my eyes (ah)
She off that K and that tusi, she pop that molly and slide (uh)
Hundred bricks up in the stash (stash), now got coke-nigga cash (cash)
Foot on niggas' neck, I ain't lettin' up, hit your bitch and dash
You niggas crash and burn (burn), I get the lick and crash (crash)
We serious, relax (serious), security up the ass
We sittin' back, we ain't even mad, just lookin' back
Makin' waves, cookin' crack, New York streets, we took 'em back
I see your bitch, she lookin' back, ass big, bosom's fat
Last year, cookin' mac, bucket for my puddin' pack (Coke Boys, Coke Boys)
From the bottom, it got crazy
For them M's, it got shady
Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)
Make America so wavy
Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend
Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz
Factory my rims, stack up me some M's
Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French
On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten
Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin
Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend
From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's
Make America wavy again
(Coke Boy, baby)
Oh, make America wavy again
English translation
Make America wavy again
Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend
From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's
Make America wavy again
Make America wavy again
Post up on the yacht with the skyline view
Haters lookin' pressed 'cause they can't do what I do
Wavy like the ocean, got the world on a spin
I'm the reason that they surf when the tide come in
Biggavel with the melodies, French got the hits
We was down in the dirt, now we flooded our wrists
Presidential on the wrist, but it's deeper than chains
We just tryna bring a wave, make America wavy again
From the bottom, it got crazy
For them M's, it got shady
Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)
Make America so wavy
Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend
Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz
Factory my rims, stack up me some M's
Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French
On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten
Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin
Picture perfect, painted a perfect picture
They blackballin', we got richer, countin' millions out the trenches (woo)
Gotta live for the moment, make America wavy
Every bitch know the slogan, tell 'em, "Fuck you and pay me" (bitch)
Goin' block for a block like Karlton Hines in his prime
We goin' eye for an eye until they leave us all blind
And still be polishin' pistols (baow), pay government officials (haan)
On the grind 'til the gristle, keep a stash for the drizzle (haan)
Who workin' like young Boosie? You see that blood in my eyes (ah)
She off that K and that tusi, she pop that molly and slide (uh)
Hundred bricks up in the stash (stash), now got coke-nigga cash (cash)
Foot on niggas' neck, I ain't lettin' up, hit your bitch and dash
You niggas crash and burn (burn), I get the lick and crash (crash)
We serious, relax (serious), security up the ass
We sittin' back, we ain't even mad, just lookin' back
Makin' waves, cookin' crack, New York streets, we took 'em back
I see your bitch, she lookin' back, ass big, bosom's fat
Last year, cookin' mac, bucket for my puddin' pack (Coke Boys, Coke Boys)
From the bottom, it got crazy
For them M's, it got shady
Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)
Make America so wavy
Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend
Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz
Factory my rims, stack up me some M's
Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French
On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten
Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin
Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend
From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's
Make America wavy again
(Coke Boy, baby)
Oh, make America wavy again