Waiting For You Lyrics

Rubber band another rubber band

Fuck another friend need a M soon

She was a fan before I fucked throw the money up

She start hitting dance moves

I ain't trying to cuff I ain't plan to

I think money only thing she ran through

If I'm trying to make it I got to make big moves

Ain't no sense in waiting for you

Tie them bands up I'm trying to get out the way

In Dubai eating shrimp off of platinum plates

No surprise when I came up on better days

I been cooking up hits like I'm Ida Maes

Daniel Defense got 300 blackouts

Whole lotta hollow tips come at your face

Just wit Cuban told me cop the track hawk

That's only thing keeping up with my pace

I cop the Lincoln riding presidential

Feel like I'm Donald Trump or Mike Pence

Running it up I'm with big racks

By his name when we gone be best of friends

Your bitch I bent her in

Money long I'm a stretch it can't end

This a money song you can't sing along

If you a broke nigga you can skip to the end

Big bandit handle light business

Maybach long throwing dice in it

VVS delicate

Look like a solo cup with crushed ice in it

Ride in a 488 when it's 4 in the morning I'm pouring this 4 in an 8

I need a Pj I'm tired of taking these trips from the D all the way to the H

Yeah I'm upping the score nigga who even

I tuck 4 bitches inside of the 2 seater

I'm in your hood from the suburbs

Handing out 45s like who need em

Bitch pop out like who need em

Blitz hop out then you eat em

That nigga cap don't believe in it

Bottom boy from the top I ain't leaving it

Rubber band another rubber band

Fuck another friend need a M soon

She was a fan before I fucked throw the money up

She start hitting dance moves

I ain't trying to cuff I ain't plan to

I think money only thing she ran through

If I'm trying to make it I got to make big moves

Ain't no sense in waiting for you