Long Time ft. SSaint Lyrics

I know if I was married and I came in on my husband making cinnamon toast

Put some blonde in the shower, I'd shoot him

You would

Bang, bang, bang

Right in the head

Come on now, man, relax

I've been rapping for a long time, but it's just the beginning

Niggas wanna rap because of me

They just don't wanna admit it

She gon' yell when I'm in it

She like, Rochee, you a menace

I've been getting to that money, I've been getting paper, nigga, fuck them bitches

I've been worried about a digit, tryna see the ball drop

Niggas wanna see me fail

I ain't even at the top

I ain't worried about the hoe

I ain't got the hoe on lock

Plus, she a lil' bop

Thought you was cool, thought we had a vibe

Damn

Huh

Pfft

Getting money when you can't

All these niggas sound the same

Getting high, rolling fat

With my nigga 3, and my nigga Saint

Nigga, shout out Jay

Got me rapping like off of the clock

Got me rapping like off of my schedule

I just hit a 3-5 of the shrooms

them nigga like this ain't no edible

She needed help

Then I go save the day

Feeling like Mr. Incredible

Niggas can talk, but niggas don't play

Cause you know I slide with the reticle

(Pfft)

Can't fuck with these niggas

Too federal ha

Knew I would die, id be terrible ha

Niggas be hating, they wait for the flop

(flop, flop, flop ,flop)

Pfft

You got a problem, nigga send the drop

He said he gon' slide, but he don't even own a fire

She want me to wait for her, tell her bye

Try to play me like a goofy, not that guy

Huh

Huh

Damn

Huh

Pfft

Damn

Pfft

Huh

Pfft

Damn

Pfft

Damn

Pfft

Damn

Pfft