Ethan Coté - WASTED Lyrics

All y'all boys are pussies, y'all ain't nothing to me
Passion's what you f*cking lacking- but you packing the heat?
Stay strapped, grab the GAT
Play the field, running back
Bitch I got so much to say I had to rap before the- crash

Ask me how I'm feeling, and I say that I'm fine
Yeah, they hit me up at noon and I say don't hit my line
I've been working everyday just tryna put in the grind
Didn't run away from shit, but now I know that it is time
Time to f*ck up the whole industry
Show them what I got
No stress piling trying to finish me
F*ck them if they not
Trying to love me for what is in me
Summer Shottas hot
But the past is f*cking ending B
I cannot start looking back

I can only see my future cuz it's brighter than it ever was
Shining like my diamonds, more iconic than my double cup
Finer than designer, that's my girl she know she's lookin' tough
Buy her all designer
Oreo, my pockets double stuffed
Afterwhile, we finna bang
As I pull up to the crib
Put my dick up in her ribs
Never capping, never fibbed
Yeah she know just who I is when I be giving her the biz
But when she fly out for trips I stay as loyal as it gets

Ain't no girlie got to worry if I'm loyal, not a player
But the crew and I will pull up if you try to test my gangster
If you try and f*ck with me or anyone up in my gang sir
Gonna spray a hundred bullets from your toes up to your face sir
Wait sir
I ain't finished eating, grab a plate sir
Didn't want a piece of me but now you say I'm great sir?
I knew what I had in me, are you not entertained sir?
Didn't see the God in me, but now you trying to pray sir?

Ha, haha, haha
Ha, haha, haha
Don't you f*ck with me or little bitch you gon regret it, uh
Ha, haha, haha
Ha, haha, haha
Bitch I'm in these streets, and your life going to be the credit
Pour a drank, no chase it
Bitch I'm f*cking wasted
Light a blunt and face it
Ain't no way we waste it
So you want my status?
Get the f*ck up out my face bitch
So you want more classics?
Shut the f*ck up and just wait bitch

Summer 22, yeah I know just what to do
Throw em singles- ain't no twos
I ain't got that much to lose
I ain't pulling hella bitches, one's enough for me to prove
Cuz she badder than your chick with an ass fatter than your chick too
I'm a badass, you's a f*cking pussy boy
I face backlash, everyday while you stay f*cking pussy boy
We are not the same, yeah no not a little bit
I be pulling up like Jimmy, only difference is I hit
Gang gon split, we finna dip if any clip start getting lit
Yeah at first you think you're hid until we hit your f*cking crib
Hit a lick up on lil babies
Yes indeed we rocking shit
And the gang got Glocks and Sigs
Ain't no punching Rocky shit
Ain't no punch or clock in shit
Make my own way in this bitch
Pave my own road out this ditch
I'm always on, got no off switch
Keep a nine stuck by my back, bitch just call me Ricky Rubio
Dishing out assists to all my brothers in the studio

Dripping on my wrist, my bitch just asked me "Do it really glow"?
Asking me that shit's like asking me if I can really flow
Asking me for shit is gonna get your ass a f*cking no
Do shit on my own time
This my own grind, not no TV show
Petty hoe
Strip into your Fenty clothes
Looking so incredible
Your pussy so edible
Uh, uh
Success is almost here, it's so close that I can taste it
Album coming soon, 2K22 y'all bitches wasted