Gimme a Minute

(Sup Karti I like your beat!)
Bitch I been up on vacation by the water lazin'
Chillin wit a hot girl and I aint talkin' Megan
I know it's been a minute didn't mean to keep you waitin'
But I been like a doctor workin' on my patience
This right here is blazin' make you call the station
Tell'em run it back keep that shit up in rotation
Cause' I been in the kitchen oven mittens and an apron
Hotter than a stove top poppin' like some bacon
So tell me why you hatin' tell me why you mad
You should focus on ya paper bitch you need to get a bag
The way I spit these bars you think it came wit a tab
The way I make this beat bang you think it came wit a rag
And I don't mean to brag but I put that on my life
That boy Karti keep it fly bitch I put that on a flight
And K move in silence I put that on a knife
And you prolly didn't get it
But maybe late tonight it'll come to light
Just gimme a minute

And I be flexin' on you niggas I got next up on you niggas
Gimme a minute
Boy I do it for my city I'm just tryna make a milli
Gimme a minute
And they like who that at the do' it's that nigga from the coast
Gimme a minute
Makin' these plans of bein' the man
And makin' these bands and doin' my dance
Gimme a minute

And they like who that at the do' it's that nigga from the coast
Everybody raise a glass up cause' I'm bout to make a toast
Dedicated to them niggas who was tryna take my post
Let me show yall to yall seats like I'm a mufuckin' host
Bitch I'm all about my dough I'm talkin' mo' dolla dollas
Niggas say they want the smoke nigga don't botha botha
I'm the beef I'm the cheese I'm the fuckin' sour cream
I'm the rice I'm the beans I'm the whole enchilada
Bitch I'm back back to work
The earth they really must think that it's flat
And I jumped on a boat with all of my hopes
Went straight to edge and then fell off the map
Matter fact when I made this track all I could think about was D. Pat
When I made a beat he was tappin' his feet
He like yeah this shit heat but you aint finna rap
Oh my God that's how they feel
Like I don't be killin' these verses at will
Wit a flo' so cold I give'em the chills
Boy I'm at my peak like the top of a hill
This time I aint cookin' but I'm back up in the kitchen
Countin' my bucks in front of my love
And she tryna fuck I'm like baby hold up
Just gimme a minute

And I be flexin' on you niggas I got next up on you niggas
Gimme a minute
Boy I do it for my city I'm just tryna make a milli
Gimme a minute
And they like who that at the do' it's that nigga from the coast
Gimme a minute
Makin' these plans of bein' the man
And makin' these bands and doin' my dance
Gimme a minute

I be the nigga that's doin' it bigga
Than you and your niggas that's pullin' the triggas
I'm pullin' the figgas that you and your niggas
Is hatin' on getta cause' I keep it reala
They call me a deala cause' that's what I'm doin'
I'm dealin' these verses and spittin' so fluent
The wish they could do it the way that I do it
I cook it and sell it this thing they call music
Now I'm back to it but you knew that shit already
Fell in love with this rap game now bitch we gettin' married
Said I was takin' over back when Bush was presi
But like your ride sittin' outside bitch
And you aint even ready
Just gimme a minute

And I be flexin' on you niggas I got next up on you niggas
Gimme a minute
Boy I do it for my city I'm just tryna make a milli
Gimme a minute
And they like who that at the do' it's that nigga from the coast
Gimme a minute
Makin' these plans of bein' the man
And makin' these bands and doin' my dance
Gimme a minute
And I be flexin' on you niggas I got next up on you niggas
Gimme a minute
Boy I do it for my city I'm just tryna make a milli
Gimme a minute
And they like who that at the do' it's that nigga from the coast
Gimme a minute
Makin' these plans of bein' the man
And makin' these bands and doin' my dance

Gimme a minute
Gimme a minute
Gimme a minute
Gimme a minute

(Sup Karti I like your beat)



Credits
Writer(s): Jestin Markeese Taylor
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