Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Wait, Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

Wait (hold it), wait (hold up)
Wait (wait), wait (hold up)
Bitch I keep that K like I'm Kan-Ye
Everybody with me got a gun, hey
Wait (wait), wait (wait)
Wait (wait), wait (wait)
Wait (yah), wait (yah)
Wait (yah), wait (yah)
Bitch I keep that K like I'm Kan-Ye
Everybody with me got a gun, hey
Wait, wait (wait)
Wait (wait), wait (hold up)

Ay (ay), wait (wait)
Fuckin' on your bae
Why you kiss her when she had this dick up in her face?
I couldn't miss her 'cause she had this zipper on her face
She said "Ay, wait, I want it on my face"
I said "face" three times, 'cause I couldn't rhyme
See you like a stop sign, I'm a cock mine
Me and Cole hit a lick, I had the Drac' he had the nine
Heard that nigga work at Burger King
We gon' take his five to nine
I need everything, bitch
Car keys, EBT
I let that 40 bang, bitch
Burn a nigga, blank CD's
Scrap to death that's STDS
Slime a nigga DDTs
But I ain't tryna pay no nigga
Niggas need the referee

Wait (hold it), wait (hold up)
Wait (wait), wait (hold up)
Bitch I keep that K like I'm Kan-Ye
Everybody with me got a gun, hey
Wait (wait), wait (wait)
Wait (wait), wait (wait)
Wait (yah), wait (yah)
Wait (yah), wait (yah)
Bitch I keep that K like I'm Kan-Ye
Everybody with me got a gun, hey
Wait, wait (wait)
Wait (wait), wait (hold up)

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Writer(s): Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, James Lee Baker