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tobi hd! – wait! lyrics

wait
wait
wait

wait
f+cked that both ain’t know her name
she insisted on giving me brain
man i hop in that cat go insane
man i hop on these beats go insane
she gon remember my name
yeah, i f+cked that b+tch made her scream
she said that she felt that sh+t in her spleen

b+tch i’m with diesel, damé gasoline
if you f+ck me you gotta have some for the team
straight to the point that b+tch think that i’m mean
sorry not sorry just say what i mean
krispy no cream
dream no hakeem
swag b+tch i lean when i walk
if i f+ck on this b+tch i won’t talk
if i unload this clip i won’t talk
rob my brother they turned him to chalk
still religious his name i exalt
all these blessings came straight from the lord
gave me wisdom taught me how to talk
straight to these n+ggas
f+ck with me i’ll pull the trigger
dyl fazo beat and it’s bouncing like tigger
big choker chain on my neck
b+tch i don’t brag, b+tch i flex
couple n+ggas done told me i’m next
hit my inbox, i’m busy, don’t check
these days i don’t got the time if it ain’t about a check
you b+tches need hd! prime
unless you a dime, fine, sublime, come f+ck with a slime
just give me time, wait til i get all this shine
man i’m onto big things, i ain’t lying
tired of committing crimes
all the real n+ggas know what i mean
talking my sh+t ’cause i popped me a bean
who told you that the other side green?
man i been, i seen so many things

wait
wait
wait
f+cked that both ain’t know her name
she insisted on giving me brain
man i hop in that cat go insane
man i hop on these beats go insane
she gon remember my name
yeah, i f+cked that b+tch made her scream

she said that she felt that sh+t in her stummy
when i get sad i just count all my money
couple of twenties but mostly just hunnies
b+tch from the country she calling me honey
boy watch your mouth wipe your nose if it’s running
seen him outside i’m like why are you running
keep it low+key, that b+tch love me
talk to that b+tch she be knowing what i mean
but i’m tryna hit from the back n+gga f+ck that
leave the crib got three bands, got this strap, got my runtz pack
hop in that ’19 mercedes, it’s all black
b+tch i swear i’m the mac, got me a sack, ex hoes they sad, f+ck n+ggas mad
man i’m thinking too much off a half
n+ggas help me they told me relax
gucci pants, i don’t sag
hit my crew told them pick up the slack
i don’t got time to talk to you n+ggas

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