LunchBox FFN - Intro / Fuck Waitin'

Bell rings
Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up
Where y’all think y’all going
Y’all moving fast
Y’all moving fast
It’s Recess right now huh y’all ready to do the dash huh
Y’all going for the doors huh
Sit that ass back down
You heard what I said sit that ass back down
You wanna tell the principal huh
You wanna do that huh
What you know bout loyalty?
We loyal in this class know that
This recess about to be different something like the purge
So when u go out there n play
Play safe
Whew whew
Fuck waitin
A nigga growing outta patience
Flaming
Hottest Nigga No Debating
Carrots
Bro went and took his ice skating
She eager
Anticipating Her Slaying
Fat Nigga
Still tryna run up ah sack nigga
Still Breezing
Bro know there’s no turning back nigga
Still scheming
Ain’t got no time to relax nigga
We need it
We jus gotta get it cuz it wasn’t given
I dun checked da script and da shits been written
We gotta get it cuz it wasn’t given
Trap a rev an run so I call it Simmons
On our road to glory to see us winning
Gzz gzz
She ain’t never been with no teddy
Buh she eager an she ready
Been wanting piece since she met me
Still scheming still breezing
Lord knows that we need it
Still water jus Fiji had to brand my shit neatly
Now she asking for ah sneak peak
Said she got me on repeat
She wan Snapchat
She wan tweet tweet
Enough Chat Chat
Gyal dweet dweet
Fuck waitin
A nigga growing outta patience
Flaming
Hottest Nigga No Debating
Carrots
Bro went and took his ice skating
She eager
Anticipating Her Slaying
Fat Nigga
Still tryna run up ah sack nigga
Still Breezing
Bro know there’s no turning back nigga
Still scheming
Ain’t got no time to relax nigga
We need it
We jus gotta get it cuz it wasn’t given
Invest in stocks like my
My life legit
We bending blocks to smoke
Bro got the sig
I Fuck her Once like ah come get ur bitch
Can’t call me broke or I can’t call it quits
Need it pronto
I don’t fuck with the worker send me the capo
An They ain’t gotta plug need to meet chapos
But these niggas is snitching Sammy Gravano
An my youngin shoot out the the new murano
Like the doors on the rolls it’s suicidal
I got the blicky from P Milano
Bitch u love could have another nigga dick in her mouth
So I’m dicking her out
Then I’m kicking her out
Get to that money who got work
Fuck the poli in the drought
Stick to my grind n I don’t poli
Niggas switch sides for the clout
Jewelry don't make us
Vanity don’t break us
Loyalty it made us
We ganged up
Told u one time don’t trust these bitches
New glock 9 in stuff in bridges
Putting that time an that work in the kitchen
No turning back Bro told me to get em
Fuck waitin
A nigga growing outta patience
Flaming
Hottest Nigga No Debating
Carrots
Bro went and took his ice skating
She eager
Anticipating Her Slaying
Fat Nigga
Still tryna run up ah sack nigga
Still Breezing
Bro know there’s no turning back nigga
Still scheming
Ain’t got no time to relax nigga
We need it
We jus gotta get it cuz it wasn’t given

Written by:
Anthony Dinguana-Sivuilu

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