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tg crippy - wait lyrics

wait lyrics
[intro]
elias beatz
grrah
grrah+grrah, boom
gang, gang, gang
like, what? gang

[chorus]
i can’t help but wait, go get me a liter, i’m ’bout to pour a 8
n+ggas fake, get the f+ck out my face
n+gga, you a booker, stay up out the way
n+ggas always on d+ck tryna’ ride n+ggas waves
that could never be me, i put on for my gang
give a f+ck what you say, what you think
when i’m flockin’ the nina, i don’t even blink
how you mad because you can’t get in link
b+tch said you a dub, what the f+ck do you think?
if i spot em’, i got em’, i’on wanna wait
i’ma take every chance before it’s too late
bullets hit him, take him on a date
he ain’t coming back, cause that man is a waste
and she do whatever i say
i be liking her vibe, cause she stay out the way
and i might just go eat it today
gotta catch me a flight, cause i’m leaving today
i’ma still see you either way
can’t go too long without seeing your face, like
[verse]
i said i need you, and i want you
and i dare a n+gga try to touch you
i’ma show a n+gga what the gun do
bullets is kickin’, i ain’t talkin’ kung fu
i said i’ma ride, is you wit’ me?
hold it down if the boys come and get me
i’on know, you be movin’ too mixy
they can never stop me, i be movin’ too swifty
new car, got me driftin’, that’s an opp, get to cl!ckin’
bad lil’ b+tch, she want me to hit it
i ain’t tryna’ f+ck, i just gotta admit it
it get lit every time that we spinnin’
get right up on em’, make sure that you hit em’
got my brother, in the system
i just let him know doa wit’ him
doa winnin’, they can never stop that
i ain’t dissin’ no more, y’all got that
but, whenever they shot, we shot back
can’t name a time these n+ggas ever got back
stop dissin’, come flock that
show me y’all n+ggas is ready to pop that
in the bank, bharlie b wit’ me, can’t talk about money, y’all know that we got that
full amiris, no fake clothes
i ain’t sayin’ no name, but you drip gotta go
can’t name no time i was chasin’ a hoe
i was f+ckin’ these b+tches and leavin’ em’ alone
but, it’s back to the basics
booked for the knock, how the f+ck you gon’ say sh+t?
sent to the rock, payed bail, i was patient
now, i can finally say that i made it, grrah
[chorus]
i can’t help but wait, go get me a liter, i’m ’bout to pour a 8
n+ggas fake, get the f+ck out my face
n+gga, you a booker, stay up out the way
n+ggas always on d+ck tryna’ ride n+ggas waves
that could never be me, i put on for my gang
give a f+ck what you say, what you think
when i’m flockin’ the nina, i don’t even blink
how you mad because you can’t get in link
b+tch said you a dub, what the f+ck do you think?
if i spot em’, i got em’, i’on wanna wait
i’ma take every chance before it’s too late
bullets hit him, take him on a date
he ain’t coming back, cause that man is a waste
and she do whatever i say
i be liking her vibe, cause she stay out the way
and i might just go eat it today
gotta catch me a flight, cause i’m leaving today
i’ma still see you either way
can’t go too long without seeing your face, like

[outro]
can’t see yo face, grrah
grrah+grrah, boom, n+gga
every opp shot, grrah, grrah

- tg crippy lyrics

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