letra de wait! - tobi hd!
wait
wait
wait
wait
f-cked that both ain’t know her name
she insisted on giving me brain
man i hop in that cat go insane
man i hop on these beats go insane
she gon remember my name
yeah, i f-cked that b-tch made her scream
she said that she felt that sh-t in her spleen
b-tch i’m with diesel, damé gasoline
if you f-ck me you gotta have some for the team
straight to the point that b-tch think that i’m mean
sorry not sorry just say what i mean
krispy no cream
dream no hakeem
swag b-tch i lean when i walk
if i f-ck on this b-tch i won’t talk
if i unload this clip i won’t talk
rob my brother they turned him to chalk
still religious his name i exalt
all these blessings came straight from the lord
gave me wisdom taught me how to talk
straight to these n-ggas
f-ck with me i’ll pull the trigger
dyl fazo beat and it’s bouncing like tigger
big choker chain on my neck
b-tch i don’t brag, b-tch i flex
couple n-ggas done told me i’m next
hit my inbox, i’m busy, don’t check
these days i don’t got the time if it ain’t about a check
you b-tches need hd! prime
unless you a dime, fine, sublime, come f-ck with a slime
just give me time, wait til i get all this shine
man i’m onto big things, i ain’t lying
tired of committing crimes
all the real n-ggas know what i mean
talking my sh-t ’cause i popped me a bean
who told you that the other side green?
man i been, i seen so many things
wait
wait
wait
f-cked that both ain’t know her name
she insisted on giving me brain
man i hop in that cat go insane
man i hop on these beats go insane
she gon remember my name
yeah, i f-cked that b-tch made her scream
she said that she felt that sh-t in her stummy
when i get sad i just count all my money
couple of twenties but mostly just hunnies
b-tch from the country she calling me honey
boy watch your mouth wipe your nose if it’s running
seen him outside i’m like why are you running
keep it low-key, that b-tch love me
talk to that b-tch she be knowing what i mean
but i’m tryna hit from the back n-gga f-ck that
leave the crib got three bands, got this strap, got my runtz pack
hop in that ’19 mercedes, it’s all black
b-tch i swear i’m the mac, got me a sack, ex hoes they sad, f-ck n-ggas mad
man i’m thinking too much off a half
n-ggas help me they told me relax
gucci pants, i don’t sag
hit my crew told them pick up the slack
i don’t got time to talk to you n-ggas
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