Tata - Wait Lyrics

Wait wait
Wait

Glah and you can get hit, damn
Show no remorse with the stick
Like, damn, told bro, he on the top
Stay true to yourself 'cause
These niggas gon' watch
Big knoggy, don't do the boxin'
My bitch a baddie, she like bein' toxic
Damn, in a room full of
Hate and I'm boxed in
He think he let 4-1, bitch, drop him
Can't toss that knock, been popped it
Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket
Can't toss that knock, been popped it
Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket
He tried to swim
He got left with his noggin'
He ain't official, he hate from a distance
Like, he get hit if he slippin'
Beam on the gun
How the f*ck could I miss him?

Like, what? How you say you my homiе (Goddam)
Run down, dump that ooter (Goddam)
And that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor
Hit 'em in the back a hunnid timеs, no Buba
And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look
Niggas be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw
(Like, dam)
He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter
(Glah-glah)
We don't speak on no, long as we know

And we steppin' on any
Occasion, everything deady, nigga
I'm not playin' (Glah)
I'ma go kuu like I'm Super Saiyan
And I throw up the 4
Niggas know that I'm dangerous
Whatever they throw up, I drop
That shit, opp bitch, smack that bitch
Knocker on me, movin' like a visit, if
He talkin' on the gang, Jenny
Clap that bitch
Up the knocker, aim it at his mind, if
I reach for my pants, on bro
I'm not bluffin'
Niggas talkin', they know nothin', if I
Don't got it on me, i'ma punch him
Like, captain, I'm the cruiser, like goose
Got these niggas duckin'
Everything dead, when they see
Me, they runnin', i walk in the spot and
Got them bitches blushin'

Glah, said I told her to wait
No you cannot eat none the food on my plate
Said you niggas is fake, phonie
Don't need a army, i spin on my doley
In the sky like a hawk, Tony, KR the G
He gon' hop out the stoley
She gon' ride it like she on
A pony, niggas is dissin'
But they do not know me

Like, what? How you say you
My homie, run down, dump that ooter
(Goddam) and that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor
Hit 'em in the back a hunnid times, no Buba
And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look
Niggas be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw
He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter
(Glah-glah) , we don't speak
On no shit long, as we know (What?)
Like, what? How you say you
My homie, run down, dump that ooter
(Goddam) and that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor
Hit 'em in the back a hunnid times, no Buba
(Like, what?)
And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look
Niggas be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw
(Like, damn)
He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter
(Glah-glah) , we don't speak on no shit
Long as we know (What?)