WAIT (Freestyle) Lyrics

Running up them band'z, ooouuu

Wait, Wait, Wait

I ain't even Finna start my verse off that way

Cause I ain't into stealing flows

Y'all steady chasing them hoes

And this nigga with the least, really impacting the most

Uh

You beg her, she be giving up the Coochie 'prolly

That nigga sweating now, think he must've popped a molly

I don't pop them xans, nigga we just hit up Follies

Ain't talking kosher, but these bitches pretty salty

Ain't talking pepper

My checks they still getting bigger

Save stacks they turn into figures

Black icons, we getting richer

You ain't down? An't fucking with 'ya

Ain't sweet ain't talking no Swisher

Heres the Mrs. wheres the Mr?

Ain't missed her, my bitch will hit 'ya

Yo, Look

What a beautiful sound

Mane, you walking 'round town with that busted ass frown

Why you looking so down?

Mane, you got to look up

Cause niggas Milly Rock that ass if you ain't paying it up

I mean, paying attention

Give that ass detention

Oh, Wait

Not to mention they come in my direction

I post

Yes, i'm flexing and maybe

Yes, i'm flossing

Don't even need the lip gloss to be the one that's popping

Get it?

Yo, be switching flows and they all mine

Just take a listen a hit, just press that rewind

Ain't talking behind

You slacking beehive

Yo shit is whack

It's peeling back

Receding Hair line

No, I don't be lyin'

Nah, you can't be mine

Man, you'z a silly muthafuqqa' who cain't read signs

I mean, them bright ones

You ain't a bright one

You tried to play me, baby?

And you got the right one

And at the wrong time

This shit is all mine

I got that sour attitude, no not them green limes

Get busy teez-ime

I'm Franklin Steez-in

Bitch, it ain't halloween but I scare bigs time

Wait

Wait

Wait, I scare 'em bigs time

I got them scared, they shook, they shocked, the monster big eyes

That chupacabra bitch

Rocking designers bitch

I put them on, yeah trendsetter yeah they copying

Bitch, you ain't SuBang

Flex in the same thang'

Thinking you hot, with that lil bitty gold chain

You want respect?

C'mon lil nigga

That goes both ways

You Mike-n-Ike'in

You confused

You going both ways

Oh, you on top now?

Oh, you the boss now?

You at the bus stop, i'm shopping for this Buss down

No Thotiana when I said that, Bust down

And you ain't moving no where bitch, that Bus down