Wait For Me

Please just wait for me, I'll wait for you until the day that I can't breathe
I'll wait for you and if I die then I won't fucking rest in peace
I'll wait for you, just wait on me, I got so much left in me
You got the sauce, you got the juice, little bitch like whats your recipe
Like what I gotta do, for you to wait on me
And what I gotta do, for you to be with me
So I'ma wait a month, and then I'll fuckin' see
I'm gonna be who you want, who do I gotta be

Fuck that, I could never change for a hoe
Get the cash, get the money, get the mother fuckin' dough
And I'm finna hit my shots I'ma ball like a pro
Got me swerving in the rain, got me stopping in the snow
Got some big ass baguettes on the side of my wrist
I'm the Super Super Villain and this shit got me pissed
And I wanna bitch, my bro pass me assists
But I throw her back, bro I don't need your bitch

Got me fucked up, screaming fuck love
Think I, think I need some damn drugs fill my damn cup
I feel like I need to go turn up, hit up the plug
And you feeling way to burnt up, damn, you burnt us

Look at me, look at me I need the spotlight
Fuck it, I'm going back to a Real Dark night
She wanna try again but we can't make things right
Get the fu-, get the fuck outta my sight
I don't wanna hear you, I don't wanna see you, I don't wanna be you, I don't wanna feel You
Only time I wanna see you is at your mother fucking funeral
I know what it's like to be with you and you ain't that fucking spiritual
I know what it's like to be with you, you ain't no fucking miracle
Damn, they said I got too lyrical
Nah but I'm getting delirious
I'm sick and tired of taking everything so serious
I'm tryna be more mysterious
I gotta work on myself cause I'm too fucking furious

Gotta feel how I feel, it's all part of the experience
And I gotta big crown and I wear it around, I wanna feel victorious
Anytime I speak, I feel like I am so fucking glorious
Back to the future hop in the DeLorean
Bag after bag, it don't matter what store I'm in
And she bring up the past like that bitch a historian
I'm the top of my class, I'm the Valedictorian
I be sad in the whip and the rain just be pouring in
I be pressing the gas like I gotta go floor the bitch
And there's something about driving so fast I can't stop that shit
Glock in my lap and I'm finna go shoot that bitch

Nah I'm just kidding I don't got no guns but I do got some funds to go fuck up that bitch
I don't even know what the fuck you been on
I don't even know what the fuck went wrong
I just go do my dance and I go make a song
It's not my fault that we don't get along
But it's your fault that we fucking broke up
I've been pissed off and I can't get my hopes up
And they been talking shit but they don't even know us
And I been talking shit cause you fucked on a hoe bruh
Damn, whip out the fangs and I feel like a Cobra
Blow up on this bitch and I feel like a super nova
Damn, I hate you I hope that he chokes ya

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate at the fact that I date you
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I don't even wanna replace you
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you

And I know that it hurt but I put in the time and I put in the work
I don't know how to flirt, I'm up in my mind and I'm going so crazy, I'm going berserk
Gotta get a bitch whos gone wait for me
Gotta double my money, I'm the realest OG
She been wasting my time, just set me free
I've been off these lines for a whole damn week
Remember that time you was at my door?
Remember that time on the bathroom floor?
And I'm tryna get rid of those memories, cause I don't even want that shit no more
I went through all of that shit with you, just to realize you a mother fucking hoe
And I'ma ban that bitch, she can't come back, she crying at the mother fucking door