CityBoi Base & Doctor Bill - WAIT4u

Come,
join Rolf
C'mon I can't wait for you
Talkin' bout shooting shots I'll show you what that range'll do
I'll send a bitch to the closet she won't change for you
I got every thing that you need I'm tryna swing the room
Packed a fie way before I could remember
2 can play that game it's always a thing with them beginners
Make them niggas slide think they ran all the way to Denver
You can be in Tampa drop that Lo' bitch and I'll deliver, Aye
Up the glock and watch his fam get sentimental
I be talking' shit and thanking Rolf for instrumental
You get around them hoes and start to talking' in them pillows
Need to get that boy a pistol and a badge with some suspenders
Ugh, it's so much of tension in dis bitch I can feel the smoke
I been given packs up out da yapp this a give and go
I been stacking shit to the roof where the ceiling go
Free my nigga turk play with him then i'm killing folks
Crack a nigga shit like a egg I can feel the yolk
Turn a nigga ass into dust then I peel it bro
I can't take a nap when I sleep i'm tryna peel his fro
I'll send a bitch to his crib i'm tryna steal his lo'
Tellem pray before I lay in case I don't make it
I can't trust a nigga who see money but he won't chase it
Nigga needa stop with all that clutchin' and that pump faking
Send a junky onna mission really he jus doe chasing
Leavem like I'm finna get some milk for stomach aching
All these niggas really is my kids with no relation
Blick tapped his head snatched him out the simulation
Add another blick take out the whole equation
Ain't tryna talk about that shit so it's no debatin'
In other words them niggas bitches they be soldier hatin'
I'm finna go and hit the bookie i'm finna go to Vegas
I'm out here serving' all the buddies Im out in Copenhagen

Written by:
Robert Goynes III, Jacari Davis

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