In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Rockstar in my skinnies (yeah)
She gon' show me them titties (yeah)
New Ferrari's and Bentley's (yeah)
I'm all night like Denny's (yeah)
Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah)
Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah)
Shed a tear on November 1st, will always remember that day (yeah)
Send me pics and I show the team
She bought it all when I sold the dream
Most of y'all don't even know what's clean
I'm in new Gucci and some old Supreme
Been hyphy like 'Way' Perk'
And I'm off the brown when I pour the Heem (yee!, yeah)
Bitch, I'm rich, I pay fifteen hundred just for the jeans (yeah)
Oh my god, I put some M's up in my Chase
All that debt just got erased
Get the fuck up out of my face (ayy ayy)
I might go cop a McLaren (ayy)
Just to go run me some errands (ayy)
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin'? (ayy)
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin'?
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Pullin' up in them cities (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
(Ayy) All of our money be blue (boom!)
All of our bitches be bad (bad)
Why they be stealin' this swag? (huh?)
I don't know, really, I don't mean to brag
So sad, couldn't choose, so I had to pop both tags
When I walk up in the store, fill up the whole bag
Had a whole lot of money in a throw bag
Lamborghini pull up in the front, we gotta go fast (yeah)
Camera, flashin' lights, action
Paparazzi causing havoc
Can't imagine goin' back to strugglin', redefining fashion
I was broke, now I got some bands (yeah)
Make it rain, do the Shmoney Dance (huh?)
Take a vid and put it on the 'Gram (whoa)
I be around the world, 'cause I'm Global Dan (ayy)
Nut and I'm off, like it's Nesquik (skee!)
Then I move on to my next bitch (yeah)
I dip it right through the exit (err!)
Fuck around and this shit can get hectic
Do the worm, like it's Scotty 2 Hotty (ayy)
I was chilling with a couple of thotties (huh?)
It was me and G, Will in the lobby (yeah)
Nose burning like we sniffin' wasabi
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Pullin' up in them cities (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Rockstar in my skinnies (yeah)
She gon' show me them titties (yeah)
New Ferrari's and Bentley's (yeah)
I'm all night like Denny's (yeah)
Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah)
Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah)
Shed a tear on November 1st, will always remember that day (yeah)
Send me pics and I show the team
She bought it all when I sold the dream
Most of y'all don't even know what's clean
I'm in new Gucci and some old Supreme
Been hyphy like 'Way' Perk'
And I'm off the brown when I pour the Heem (yee!, yeah)
Bitch, I'm rich, I pay fifteen hundred just for the jeans (yeah)
Oh my god, I put some M's up in my Chase
All that debt just got erased
Get the fuck up out of my face (ayy ayy)
I might go cop a McLaren (ayy)
Just to go run me some errands (ayy)
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin'? (ayy)
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin'?
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Pullin' up in them cities (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
(Ayy) All of our money be blue (boom!)
All of our bitches be bad (bad)
Why they be stealin' this swag? (huh?)
I don't know, really, I don't mean to brag
So sad, couldn't choose, so I had to pop both tags
When I walk up in the store, fill up the whole bag
Had a whole lot of money in a throw bag
Lamborghini pull up in the front, we gotta go fast (yeah)
Camera, flashin' lights, action
Paparazzi causing havoc
Can't imagine goin' back to strugglin', redefining fashion
I was broke, now I got some bands (yeah)
Make it rain, do the Shmoney Dance (huh?)
Take a vid and put it on the 'Gram (whoa)
I be around the world, 'cause I'm Global Dan (ayy)
Nut and I'm off, like it's Nesquik (skee!)
Then I move on to my next bitch (yeah)
I dip it right through the exit (err!)
Fuck around and this shit can get hectic
Do the worm, like it's Scotty 2 Hotty (ayy)
I was chilling with a couple of thotties (huh?)
It was me and G, Will in the lobby (yeah)
Nose burning like we sniffin' wasabi
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
Pullin' up in them cities (uhh)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Green green wasabi (ayy)
Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah)
All this gold on my body (ayy)
Pullin' up in them cities (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties (yeah)
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Wasabi Lyrics as written by Gerald Gillum Dan Mcmanus
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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