Name: Hookus by $wavo
Duration: 2 min 26 s
Description: This isn’t just a debut—it’s a declaration. $wavo’s first album, Stuntman, is coming in loud. Expect no filters, no formulas—just fearless sound. If you’ve been waiting for something real, something that hits, something that dares—this is it.

🔥🔥 This one sound like a gold plaque waiting. i wanna help, we takin you 📈

I gotta get on this beat fr 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Racks on racks on rack on racks on rack on racks on racks on racks on
I hit that bitch from the motherfucking back
She’s screaming my name when I get up in that
Rock that shit is black on black
Pussy Don’t you talk like that
Like that bitch that ass real fat
Baby girl, I’m trying to get up in that
Bitch, I’m with the five star
Driving in that fast car
Geekin off that wockhardt
Leave him red light pasta
Ooo she’s such a baby goo goo ga ga 
I love Sippin drop yeah that’s muddy drop
Why you talk like that? 
Cmon not like that 
Why you talk like that? 

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Bitch, I got money in my pockets know you need that
All these hoes pocket watching all you fuckers phening
All you fuckers phening 
As a kid
As a kid, this was my dream 
And they all told me to keep dreaming
Now I’m doubling their funds
Bitch, I’m one of onr and all these pussies they my sons 
All these boys don’t like me
They could never be zvch 
All these hoes gonna hype me
Just to get a follow back

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

STACKDATMONEY (feat. zvch) prod. NXRTH

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This isn’t just a debut—it’s a declaration. $wavo’s first album, Stuntman, is coming in loud. Expect no filters, no formulas—just fearless sound. If you’ve been waiting for something real, something that hits, something that dares—this is it.

Hookus

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Lyrics

(Skrrr, Woah)
I might say I love you bae
But I don’t trust that hoe
Walk outside ima up that flame
Yea ima clutch that hoe
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more
Woah
I gotta stack them bands cause I do
Im off xans what bout you
Speaker playing through the room
Had this shit all in my hands 
But I didn’t have no clue
Now I’m piped up through the roof
Now I’m piped up to the moon
Yeah they told me I couldn’t do this shit
Now look at what I do
Look at the shit that I got 
It’s a lot, yeah for the win
Coming hot with the gang
I’m on top, shoot like Dame
From the drop, I'm insane 
But I’m locked
Lately I’m fucking around but I’m feeling alive
I cannot fuck with that bitch cos she killing my vibe
I just be clutchin that pole, let artillery fly
I just been staring at you 
Why my head in the sky
Yeah we gotta go 
I might back out the bach 
I might fuck with the Phantom
I’m feeling alone
So I go pour the deuce in the muhfuckin Fanta
Yeah I’m on a roll
I go hit after hit 
Hope the gun it dont jam up
I hope that bitch know
The way that she do me, she leaving me damaged 

I’m running them bands up
I’m laughing my ass off
Cos she wants some bands yuh
She taking her pants off
Saying I love you
I’m doing this hands off
You see when I try hard
That lil bitch done ran off
I’m like lately I’m having my way
I’m like lately my heart outta space
I’m like lately lil baby I’m dozin off
When you not showing your face
I been moving like this shit a race
I been moving like I ain’t got time
Cos it’s only just me in my way
Skeee
Woah
I might say I love you bae
Walk outside and up that flame
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more

DAMAGE

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