CMDWN – Wait lyrics

[Intro]
Hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait

[Hook]
You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait
I run in your house, she like hold up, wait
No time for no talking, no hold up, wait
I already know what you’re gonna say
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait
I run in your house, she like hold up, wait
No time for no talking, no hold up, wait
I already know what you’re gonna say
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

[Verse 1]
He acting goofy, make him talk to nina
Nigga howdy doody, nigga nice to meet ya
Yes I am a shooter, bake you like a pizza
Bullets hot and ready like a Little Caesar’s
Sliding out the pussy, smoke a pound of reefer
I’m a reefer chiefer, call me Wiz Khalifa
I been trapping heavy, hit me on my beeper
Gotta get this money so I can feed my people
Got this money growing like chinchilla chias
Screaming hallelujah but I’m not a preacher
Niggas hear my music now they want a feature
This is how we do it, nigga shout to Keisha
Nigga I’m a savage and my bitch a diva
Call the paramedics way I beat the beat up
You see Raf Adidas cause I got my feet up
I’m a pretty nigga with designer sneakers
Reefer super loud, you niggas gotta speak up
And I’m still here fuckin’ on my student teacher
Money, pussy, I don’t fight for neither
She don’t trust me, I don’t trust me either
Fuck police, man I don’t even need ‘em
I’ma solve my problem with my desert eagle
Solve my problems later, need to take a breather
Then I pick back up of where I left off
Gun go da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
That’s a couple shots I had to let off
Slap another clip in the Beretta
All this smoke that’s coming from the meta
Leave your body laying on a stretcher
Cause I had to blow your fucking head off
Kill by any means and any measure
Know that Guapo got the fucking pressure
Jewelry looking like some fucking treasure
I can read you niggas like a letter
Got the sexy bitch, the kind that’s better
She say money make her pussy wetter
Got like seven rap books on my dresser
And this beat retarded like it’s special
She like every verse, I’m getting better

[Hook]
You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait
I run in your house, she like hold up, wait
No time for no talking, no hold up, wait
I already know what you’re gonna say
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
You running your mouth, I’m like hold up, wait
I run in your house, she like hold up, wait
No time for no talking, no hold up, wait
I already know what you’re gonna say
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait
Hold up, wait, hold up, wait