Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Make me pack my bags, make me pack em up All this shit for tags, you should pack it up Why you acting up? What you say, just bring it back to me Make me pack my bags, make me pack em up All this shit for tags, you should pack it up Why you acting up? What you say, just bring it back to me Snipin' fire, yeah Lookin' right above the ocean and I think I'm going crazy on my mind, yeah Woman, I could get some po' and little bitches smokin', help me get your vibe, yeah They wanna come ride the wave like they in my tribe, yeah But I been the king of this thing for all of my life Still, I'm so humble, but I had to fight what you wanna do, baby I'm from the jungle, I'm not from the zoo, baby And I'll tell you the truth, baby I been that nigga, I'll show you the proof, baby And they don't have a clue, baby No Scooby-Doo, baby What? It's Wavy the Fool, baby I been smokin' the glue, baby We gettin' lit in this bitch I'm such a press with this shit I think I'm royalty, tryna get rich with this shit I'm just so sick with this shit Spittin' so sick in this wave Flexin' for all of my dividends, wait I didn't mean to, but little damn I do my thing, yeah I'm just vibin' with the gang, yeah And they bout to know my name, yeah Ayy Holy moly, I'm the code, ayy Guacamole, me the code, ayy Hotties know me cause I'm dope, ayy Party's over, gotta go I been on the road, smokin' on some ho, yeah Got me sippin' on potential, ayy Wavy killin' instrumental, ayy Make me pack my bags, make me pack em up All this shit for tags, you should back it up Why y'all actin' up? Who should say it's ringin' back to numb? Make me pack my bags, make me pack em up All this shit for tags, you should back it up Why y'all actin' up? Who should say it's ringin' back to numb? *