Waste Time Lyrics

Audamar Bessel my wrist stay on froze

Gang in this bitch and we ball like the pros

I'm on some shit that these niggas don't know

Come from bird city I'm stamping the O's

Stay with that cal I ain't talking no pitcher

Keep it lowkey not gone pose for no pictures

She only bae for the nights that I'm with her

She get so freaky when off of the liquor

Stay with a pole in my draws and my waist line

Straight to the room cuz I don't wanna waste time

Phone on the moon I ain't answering no face time

Step in the function you know we on gang time

Cuzzy he with me gone ring just like Draymond

Why you keep posting her know that ya bae mine

Been coulda had her

Slide up on opps then I strike like a batter

I'm on my grind so these niggas don't matter

Peeped what he said but don't care bout the chatter

I'm more bout the money

Fuck all that talking let's bump like some junkie

Straight from the mud so these niggas can't Dubb me

Let off some shots if you talk on my cuzzy

I'm just the shit know them niggas don't love me

Wifey too pretty cuz shit can get ugly

Banging my tele blow laa like a tubby

Number 1 bull got me feeling like rose

If shawty get treeshy I'll pay for her toes

Dropping ya set if you fuck with my bros

If it's up then it's stuck nigga everything goes

Audamar Bessel my wrist stay on froze

Gang in this bitch and we ball like the pros

I'm on some shit that these niggas don't know

Come from bird city I'm stamping the O's

Stay with that cal I ain't talking no pitcher

Keep it lowkey not gone pose for no pictures

She only bae for the nights that I'm with her

She get so freaky when off of the liquor

Buts that's how I like it

Got her controlled now I feel like a psychic

Niggas ain't me and I know you don't like

Bitch I'm the general niggas is privates

And y'all gone solute me

Gang getting bread all my Niggas is goochie

Grew out my dreads got me feeling like tunchi

Stay with a cannon and a dirty lil uzi

Fuck all the opps it's salute me or shoot me

Not with the static you niggas is bluffing

Feel like a chef how I'm cooking his muffin

Dirty lil 30 this heat that I'm clutching

Feeling like curry I'm shooting for nothing

I up the blick now these niggas is ducking

Boom out the whip I ain't into no running

But Kelly hop out and chase like he hunting

Might snatch him a chain cuz you niggas is fronting

Bitch we the goats and y'all niggas is nothing

Gmg baby we fuck up the function

I call up ya bitch and you know that she fucking

Or say that I'm here and you know that she coming