Minute Lyrics

Give me a minute

Made her pull up let me fuck then I'm finish

I'm like a pro I do tricks when I'm in it

Good with sauce lady's pay me a visit

Had to slow down for a minute

Man in my city show love in my town

Loving my voice she Inlove with my sound

Man of the trap made some bread off a pound

Full of blues can't even count

It's chinotrapalott

Professor of the trap

Never had to flawg no cap in my rap

She have Minaj so I gave a lil tap

She thought she was touching on me

Thats ma strap

Tryna give up these pills but I had to relapse

Never taking no naps

Always up through the day I'm the man of the trap

I'm getting so high

High in the sky

I'm on cloud 9 you could see in my eyes

She said had da wap but it felt a lil dry

Tried to kick her out then she got to asking why

Always headed first it could never be a tie

I'm boutta pop off like the 4th of July

I'm known having drip but I barely even try

Never one of them always pressure I apply

Tryna get the cream

Never need bitch but I'm what a bitch need

Pulling grown hoes and I'm only sixteen

Getting so much money need a money machine

No time tryna get to the green

Been a money feen it's all in my jeans

Cup full of wock so I'm never drinkin clean

Put her In designer no more shoppin off of shien

Baby we rich

My cheek is my slime

We like lilo and stitch

In love with fashion designer my kicks

I never take addys it give me a itch

I'm back on the road

Might bag me 2 groupies right after my show

Never caught lacking I keep me a pole

Give me a minute

Made her pull up let me fuck then I'm finish

I'm like a pro I do tricks when I'm in it

Good with sauce lady's pay me a visit

Had to slow down for a minute

Man in my city show love in my town

Loving my voice she Inlove with my sound

Man of the trap made some bread off a pound

Full of blues can't even count