Minute
(Wait, wait, wait, wait)
(I gotta stay on it)
(Look around they all with me)
(Yeah, wait, wait, wait, wait)
(I gotta stay a minute)
(Look around they all with me)
I ain't ever thought nothing was about to-
I ain't ever made something, but I'm 'boutta get it
I ain't ever drop nothing but I'm 'boutta
I ain't realize I just had to wait a-
Wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta stay up in it
Look around they all with me
Look around they all feel me
Yeah, they all feel me
Gotta go up, up, up
Gotta stay winning
Choppa gon' bust, bust, bust
Open your system
I'm filled with drugs, drugs, drugs
They in my system
Drop a hit ain't ever missing
Choppa hit ain't ever missing
Know my brodie never lack, lack, lack
Know he finna get 'em
Cracking your bitch from the-
Back, back, She love when I'm in it
I just went and got a-
Bag, stack it to the ceiling
'Signer tag, matching what I'm feeling
You ain't know what I'm feeling
You ain't know what I'm wearing
You ain't know what I'm dealing with
Woah, woah, woah
I'm moving slow
In the Rolls
I'm on the road
Need you bad
Think I'm gon' fold
Brand new tag
But you can't rock these clothes
I ain't ever thought nothing was about to-
I ain't ever made something, but I'm 'boutta get it
I ain't ever drop nothing but I'm 'boutta
I ain't realize I just had to wait a-
Wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta stay up in it
Look around they all with me
Look around they all feel me
Yeah, they all feel me
Gotta go up, up, up
Gotta stay winning
(I gotta stay on it)
(Look around they all with me)
(Yeah, wait, wait, wait, wait)
(I gotta stay a minute)
(Look around they all with me)
I ain't ever thought nothing was about to-
I ain't ever made something, but I'm 'boutta get it
I ain't ever drop nothing but I'm 'boutta
I ain't realize I just had to wait a-
Wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta stay up in it
Look around they all with me
Look around they all feel me
Yeah, they all feel me
Gotta go up, up, up
Gotta stay winning
Choppa gon' bust, bust, bust
Open your system
I'm filled with drugs, drugs, drugs
They in my system
Drop a hit ain't ever missing
Choppa hit ain't ever missing
Know my brodie never lack, lack, lack
Know he finna get 'em
Cracking your bitch from the-
Back, back, She love when I'm in it
I just went and got a-
Bag, stack it to the ceiling
'Signer tag, matching what I'm feeling
You ain't know what I'm feeling
You ain't know what I'm wearing
You ain't know what I'm dealing with
Woah, woah, woah
I'm moving slow
In the Rolls
I'm on the road
Need you bad
Think I'm gon' fold
Brand new tag
But you can't rock these clothes
I ain't ever thought nothing was about to-
I ain't ever made something, but I'm 'boutta get it
I ain't ever drop nothing but I'm 'boutta
I ain't realize I just had to wait a-
Wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta stay up in it
Look around they all with me
Look around they all feel me
Yeah, they all feel me
Gotta go up, up, up
Gotta stay winning
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dick
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