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letra de waste my time - jay shades

(intro)
j-a-y yaheard
i cut the hood off a hoodie and call it a sweatshirt
jay shades made this hoe
uh
i’ll take the roof off a car and call it a convertible n-gga
i cut the tops off of nikes and call em slides n-gga
stop playing with me
woo
yeah

(hook)
you should let me live my life
don’t tell me what’s
wrong what’s right
go stupid
sh-t gon blow my high
i hate when n-ggas waste my time
signs are signals
catch the vibe
catch this wave down 215
comethazine in lemon lime
i do that sh-t from time to time
(x2)

(verse 1)
are you scared of the dark
got a spark
for thе zip
i’ma roll in the park
we can wait to depart
got dibs
on dabs
adds tastе to my bars
see the motor
running nice
like im racing a car
i’m 3 counts of death
like you faced a cigar
go diddy dumb dumb
wit the bass no guitar
catch u slipping
i’ma hit u in the face with a bar
put my nut on her b-tter
how’s it taste in a jar
like woo
mixed the beat like collard greens
see
ain’t n0body stopping me
we
pay for advertising
pay for merchandising
got a job to pay the fee
23 a wannabe
he
he forever under me
underneath
the titanic
underneath the most gigantic
wetfart
he could find d-mn it
j-a-y
(hook)

(verse 2)
head scratching
anywhere mattress
packed in underwear
while the woods
was my woadie domain
back when we didn’t care
bout cops or crudy motherf-ckers
just us
ready to run
after lighting up a lover dutch
and say double dutch
and we a hop skip and a jump away
from sh-tting on dungarees
but d-mnit we hustling

kush loud pack
so it hurt when we light it up
good soundman
so we bump like a motherf-ck
i see
something really icy
looking like a l!ck
like a popsicle or ice cream
gold chain jc
watch like pastry
gotta be this pasty
white lil facing
corn and vanilla beach
soft serve on the street
all u see is f-ck with me
leave em out the battle b
ill say
(hook)

(verse 3)
aye
aye
i’ll slide down the lane
like a bowling ball
can’t give another f-ck
cause i sold them all
if a gang want beef
bet the bros i call
i stall
i trip
like i just might fall
you hiding in the grass
i’ma trim my yard
if she want it she gon slide
don’t depend how far
blizzard
wit the ice
dairy queen my broad
even if you head start
couldn’t hit these barz
thank you for the wait
your time i won’t waste
got the squad masked up
like a matador face
i mighta took too long
i ain’t mad at u bae
gotta say
them vocals b hittin
like michael buble
f-ckin wit j-a-y
waste my time
you gon need a lifeline
f-ck what yall quittin
foe you try to spit it
that bullsh-t you claiming but not really doin
loser a fool but u think you a goon
gonna drown in a pool
and you’ll sink in a river
tastin so bitter
name in yo mouth gotta main the b-tch out
with my hand on the trigger
blunt on the couch
gotta ex the sh-t out
before you get the blood on your head then you splinter

shout out taylor

- jay shades

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