“Wafi” music video // Belly Gang Kushington

“Wafi” is a promotional single from American rapper from Atlanta, Georgia: Belly Gang Kushington‘s album, The Streets is Yours: The Re-Up. ^{^{^{^[1]}}}

The Official Music Video premiered December 22nd 2025 ^{^[2]}, via Belly Gang Kushington’s official YouTube channel.^{^[3]}

The track produced by: Kuttabeatz.^{^[4]}

The song written by: Belly Gang Kushington.^{^[4]}

Song: #Wafi

Artist: #BellyGangKushington

Album: #TheStreetsIsYours #TheReUp

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Lyrics for “Wafi” ^{^[4]}
Song by Belly Gang Kushington:

Intro
Hundred up at Wafi, n****, I ‘member couldn’t afford the bling
N****, I just went to Wafi, spunt a hundred thousand (Kutta, cut that s*** up man)
N****, I got this s*** on right now
Yeah, yeah, okay, okay (Mm, mm)
Yeah, yeah (Mm, mm)
I started with a quarter brick

Chorus
Hundred in my closet, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the drip
A hundred on my barber, n**** I ‘member I couldn’t afford the clip
Hundred on a charter, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford a trip
Hundred on some lobster, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the shrimp
Hundred on deposit, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the rent
A hundred in my closet, now I put that s*** in storages (Yeah)
I’m in Abu Dhabi, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford to live
Hundred up at Wafi, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the bling

Verse
She think I’m arrogant, I ask her what’s her origin, huh
He nothin’ like me, baby, I came up from pork and beans
I came up from butter beans, I came up from collard greens
I got on the type of ice that’s not gon’ turn your collar green
I could tell your mama mean, I ain’t gon’ disrespect you, baby
I know how to bust accounts, but I ain’t gon’ even check you, baby
I ain’t gon’ even wreck you, baby, even if I drive without insurance
I’m gon’ go escalate you, I ain’t no elevator
Ridin’ through my city with a hundred thousand dollars in my lap, hit the accelerator
F*** an investigator, f*** an interrogator, n****, f*** a red light
I ‘member wrappin’ sandwich bags get my bread right

Chorus
Hundred in my closet, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the drip
A hundred on my barber, n**** I ‘member I couldn’t afford the clip
Hundred on a charter, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford a trip
Hundred on some lobster, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the shrimp
Hundred on deposit, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the rent
A hundred in my closet, now I put that s*** in storages (Yeah)
I’m in Abu Dhabi, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford to live
Hundred up at Wafi, n****, I ‘member I couldn’t afford the bling

Outro
I ‘member I couldn’t afford the bling (Mm)
I ‘member I couldn’t afford the bling (Mm)
I ‘member I couldn’t afford the bling
Ridin’ through my city with a hundred thousand dollars in my lap, hit the accelerator
F*** an investigator, F*** an interrogator