FATBOI - Wasted lyrics

[Verse] Rockstar lifestyle Might not make it President Got em in the White House naked Looked at the clock And it say 'Right now' Get a pound Break it down Blow it like trial Panatela Dutchie Wine in my tall gla** Young Money, baby Big sh**, like a horse a** Stacks in my backpack Shades on, hat back Bugatti matte black "Where they do that at?" South Beach Miami, ho I'm probably with Tammy Toe My life is a video And the women want they cameo I just want them pantyhose And I'm higher than Geronimo And I got them tools Tell them boys it could get mechanical Now pop that p**y like a fo'-fo' I turn ya round and bend ya over Like a low-blow It's Young Money, baby We the f**ing greatest We done put them other n***as On a hiatus Beat ya b**h with a pump If she deny data Cause I'll serve anyone Like a blind waiter I make my girl cum first Then I arrive later I shake you pussies up I'm a vibrator G-Getting money Like 'Hell yeah' This sh**'s so good It don't even smell bad And you can tell dad That I'm motherf**er You n***as best not slip Ice Road Truckers Light pole barrel Chopper stupid long New Orleans n***a I get Superdome Loyal to the game The game been good to me Still spitting fire You n***as wood to me We on n***a Let them hoes know Young Money Lay em down like old folks You coming with it? We coming for it Plenty to go around Now watch the money orbit Real sh**, people Now just absorb it I tried to pay attention But y'all mad boring And I got so much swag I need an ad for it And I don't like to brag So my b**hes brag for me Oh, she a good girl I got her transforming She give me hot head I call it global warming If we gon' do it, dog Let's do it now I am more animal than the zoo allow Put me in the wild I'll be there for a while You n***as little league Call em Curaçao Energizer money -- it keep going I'm laid up I'm free throwing Who rebounding Who gives a sh**? f** that, I got 27 years of this Hit or miss I hit your Missus You are local news I'm 60 Minutes I hit the target I hit the witness I work out in my office Guess I'm fit for business Too many visions Completed missions Still icing out crosses Keep it Christian We consistent The streets commend it Weezy F. Baby The F is for 'Forensics' From start to finish Usain Wayne Okay, you're doing your thang Well things change You Plain Jane I'm diverse I save the world second And I get high first I'm a mind freak Check my time sheet b**h, I bring the noise Where the lions sleep Your flow never wet Like Grandma p**y I'm always good Like Grandma cookies Yeah, call me the spleen Or the spine fixer It's going down Like the Catalina Wine Mixer She going down Like the hands on my time-ticker I'm always strapped Vietnam, n***a We are fine, n***a Like Amber Rose We ball, n***a Like Jalen Rose Better tell them hoes I got a million flows Label me the hardest n***a In civilian clothes Young Money, baby And the building grows As we look up Where did the ceilings go?