
Wait 4 You Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Before Rap, I was still on the same shit
Fuck that
What you waitin' on
You ain't gettin no paper, you around , you just in tha' way
Bitch, im 2k, gotta go hard every time I step out the crib
Cause I ain't tryna go back to Section Eight
Tell me what you know
Bout the police bein on your ass, so you gotta find somewhere to stay
OG already told me to pop my shit on the mic, they gon' understand anyway
Flip his ass, make him say aye
This ain't even part of the plan, But the ho come give up the drop,
Get him gone' today
Really hope, she don't feel no type of Luv
Bitch, I been tryin', but I ain't no saint
Been through it, tryna give my heart away, so I'ma bust Cupid ass right in the face
For all my old hoes
Had to get niggas out of the way, tryna take all my plates
They ain't got no goals
I made this road so ima ride, the road all the way,
Ion een' Know where it go
Let tha bro's treat all my hoes, just like fashion
We sharing clothes
If You can't tell, my heart been went froze
I was waitin' on they ass, to wake up and start hatin
But my patience gone
Had to realize I'm the one that they hate
Hit the trap up after we break down a zip
tryna see how much we made
I'm Tryna see how much we can make
I like hoes and I like guns
Fuck with me, make em' Harlem shake
They still don't mean I'm goin' around
Lookin' for something to quake
Hell yeah, we cool, but don't be no fool
Don't come round playin in my face
That's your dog, I'ma take his food
Fuck it, that's just how it is today
Nigga gimme that shit,
Ain't Drake for a ho, I can't wait
Come pull up to VL Land
Nun but alleys round here
We gone leave you, in that lake
You just gotta keep in mind on everything that I say
You can't talk that way
Cause you gon' slip up and get killed tryna be like me
That's the biggest mistake
Bitch, I'm clutchin it ain't for you
So you can just go on bout' your way
Say, I got this way from all my roots
TwoK, told the ho to come blow me down
Just be careful, this ain't no flute,
Leave em' stankin like his PH balance wrong,
Tell that boy to go eat some fruit