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iq – never waste time lyrics

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[intro]
it’s iq
never waste time
always on the grind
got gucci on my wrist, but it’s broken though, huh
i’m really pumping out these songs on quarantine
this 2020, you know what i mean, heh, huh
but i was thinking something like
like, yea

[chorus]
wanna run up on me
you must be a dummy
all up on my line
you better not call me
but your girl keep calling
i find that quite funny
never waste no time
gucci wrist, don’t wear a rolley
wanna run up on me
you must be a dummy
all up on my line
you better not call me
but your girl keep calling
i find that quite funny
never waste no time
gucci wrist, don’t wear a rolley

[verse 1]
just give me a year to run up checks (woah, woah, woah)
the sounds that you hear, yea they up next
iq coming up, don’t gotta flex (no, no)
muscle my arms, yea they convex (yea, yea)
i’mma go pull up, my life is a workout
putting in effort, i know it’ll work out
got my own royalties, labels are calling me sir now
she wanna use me, i told her to twerk now
she wanna bust it down, told her to leave
ain’t dealing wit’ hoes, what a relief
got+gotta stay loyal, just my belief
just give me a year to make green, making leaves
yo’ girl said she want me, yea she is a fiend (yea)
but i got my own, so i left her on seen
i+i don’t need percocet, i don’t lean
to handle my pain, you just gotta dream
but all you rappers just sleep
i get up, make cash, it ain’t even that deep
i’m bringing that fire, i’m bringing that heat
i’m what you desire, yea i made the beat
i put my hand up and you can’t even see me
acting like you’re stevie, but i’m still on tv
you thought you could come in my dms all cheeky
i saw you unsend ‘em don’t try to be sneaky

[chorus]
wanna run up on me (on me)
you must be a dummy (dummy)
all up on my line (line)
you better not call me (call me)
but your girl keep calling (calling)
i find that quite funny (funny)
never waste no time
gucci wrist, don’t wear a rolley (rolley)

[verse 2]
i like to freestyle all up on the track (yea)
then i bring it right back
then i say what i wrote (oh)
every day i devote (oh)
wit’ a cape and a coat (oh)
i+i do the superman up in my video (yea)
my girl ain’t lois lane, but she is pretty though
stacking my chips, potatoes, like gimme those
what’s in that bowl, wheaties or cheerios?
never diss a rap god
take you in my backyard
hit you with my shovel, uhh
i’mma take a snapshot
with you in the backdrop
i’mma keep it subtle, sike
post it on snapchat
you cannot attack back
you only flow half that
that’s a no rap cap
you want a feature, you better get cashapp
cross me like a black cat (oooooh)
you gonna get laughed at
something like ha, ha, ha
you a sheeple like ba, ba, ba (woah)
living life as a nursery rhyme
i’mma always be eternally right
why
‘cause you’re never speaking facts
and these are repeated acts
you don’t write your own stuff
you’re just sitting there and receiving fax
she like that i can be speaking fast
you’re prolly the one that’s eating bats
you wanna box, i’ll put you in a box
don’t even ask
what? oh

[chorus/outro]
wanna run up on me
you must be a dummy
all up on my line
you better not call me
but your girl keep calling
i find that quite funny
never waste no time
gucci wrist, don’t wear a rolley



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