I'm sorry for the wait n***a
I'm tighter than these p**y hoes, I'm chafe, n***a
Pockets full of crumbs, I'm a breadwinner
I'm sorry for the wait n***a
I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, n***a
I put up some ornaments today, n***a
'Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, n***a
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
That AK shoot like K do
Had to tell myself, 'Tune just stay tuned'
Swear I got the hardest flow, my sh** break brooms
I been hot since 1998, n***a
That's 98 degrees, Nick Lachey, n***a
Hope you know the Feds got Instagram
They liking every photo that you take n***a
I was toting a gun before a switchblade
Cut your head off and put it on display
Boy we find out where you live and then we invade
Boy we do not k** no kids, but your b**h dead
Ooh, shawty like the way that you floss out
Till I shoot you in the head, now she grossed out
I'm the boss, you just heard it from the horse mouth
I told a n***a count on me and n***as lost count
This world is only preparation for the next
Money bags under my eyes, money over rest
Tryna get 100 M's out the alphabets
Open up my mouth to smile, oooh treasure chest
Oooh, DJ Stevie J keep the Glock on him
I just bought a new .44 and I'mma proud owner
Belfast and Monroe that was our corner
f**in' fast in your ho, oooh cowabunga
Sip some lean, pop a Xan bar
My bougie b**h p**y taste like caviar
Once I f** a b**h, her p**y is a landmark
I don't know how you like your steak but I'm in rare form
f** them b**ha** n***as, f** whoever care for 'em
Momma jumped out a plane, I was airborne
Gold watches, gold chains, watch for Leprechauns
Favorite subject was PE, Pablo Escobar
k** him when he least expect it at a restaurant
Throw him with the rest of 'em in a reservoir
I'm the renaissance man, peep my repertoire
Excuse my French, but it's menage a trois, au revoir
Oooh, my Nina Ross got a bad mouth
Yea, I'm consuming gra** like a cash cow
Give a f** 'bout a police with his badge out
If you ain't got a warrant, get up out my damn house!
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
This a all white affair, I brought the yay through
She said Tunechi skate through, and I'mma skate you
I'm aimin' at your grapefruit, blaow, grape juice
Oooh, tell them b**hes free dick and blow
Give me head, can't kiss no more
I got free j**elry, car keys, and more
And I just started robbin' like a week ago
Hundred diamonds on my b**h, I don't bling no more
200,000 for a show, you gotta speak to Po
Yeah, got me on my Young Money sh**
No Cash Money, just Young Money sh**
Wooh, got me on my Young Money sh**
My n***a Chaz Ortiz in this b**h with me
Mula!