Sound Wave
[Verse 1: Royell Raxx]
KCURV shit
New bitch, new pay, new grip, new wave
New lick, new chain, iced out like I'm froze mane
Ya’ll niggas shit cause I run with the pole
Number  1 nigga I came with the gold
Fuck all ya'll niggas I came with a pole
The pole got a scope, straight for yo dome (damn, bitch!)
I gotta run it up (run it up)
Niggas is talking they gunning (what?)
I gotta stab them, niggas is talking I drive through em traffic
I gotta do it; I'm D to the Savage
Niggas is talking, they really be lacking
Came wit’ a 30 we steady be packing
Running that shit cause I got a new package (damn, bitch!)

[Verse 2: Roachklip]
I got a new package, young nigga was crack-a-lacking
Came through straight heavy trapping
Uh, uh young nigga whats packing?
Came through with a klip, my whole clique with a 30 clip
Roachklip bought a whole zip, we smoke that shit then we hit a lick (whats good)
Hop out wit' the mothafucking stick (uh)
Moses split the whole red sea, I cannot oversee when I try to overcome my seed, yeah I will just come to be
People protect, the others failed to keep
Roachklip link up the whole gang, surely inflict on my kinfolk
Bitch I've been told, when I get old
Need to save the money and the gold
Cherish the moments, smoking the potent, sipping the potion
Wavy like a ocean, young nigga like a train; locomotion
Pulling that shit, hella fucking fast
Young nigga never lack, (I run it up) young nigga never come in last
Im upping the pace, smoking the blunts and I ash (GANG!)
Smoking the blunts and I ash
[Verse 3: ScooterBandz]
(GANG!)
Three bitches plus me- I think that equals four
I'm on top and I'm posted with stove
And these niggas are talking I'll smoke em like stoage
I'm a young soldier, I'm posted in fields
And these niggas they talking, I’ll pop em like pill
Young nigga bitch I’m rolling on flats, four flats and these niggas they running
Choppa with me bitch you know that its drumming
Kill that pussy you know that she's cumming (ooh)
I gotta get it I’m going hard, you acting hard bitch I'll pull your car
I'm fucking your bitch and you're not even single
She hit me line every day try to mingle, I told that bitch I’m single like a pringle
She hit me line and say she wanna kick it
Can't trust these bitches they mothafucking wicked
Young nigga talking he look like a witness
Uh, uh flexing like fitness

[Verse 4: Roachklip]
Yes I insisted, putting pills in my sprite is twisted
Nigga wanna be a real dictionary he cannot say no words to me (what!)
I get some scary views, young nigga really got some views
Young nigga really got a deuce
I pour that shit nigga, I drip like mountain dew nigga I get the whole news
Nigga what you say today?
Pulling on the bombay and the AK
Kinda schizophrenic I'm kinda cray-cray
Nigga wanna get this shit, nigga better lay low
[Outro: Royell Raxx]
Real nigga shit on my mama!
Splitting yo shit with the llama
Boom shit like Osama, that shit singing like an opera!
Said we just killing this shit cause we feeling this shit
This a sequel and we really in it, this bitch (psychedelic fucking drip) ! ! !