Mm, ayy
Yeah, ayy, ayy

I have way too many people wanna wait (ayy)
Still be puttin' people in their place, do ya hear me?
My youngins in the field every day (ayy)
They still in the field bustin' plays, do ya hear me?

We got guns, you got guns, we got clips (ayy)
Baby we could start a party in this bitch, do ya hear me?
Heard a lot of niggas tried and they missed (ayy)
They don't really make 'em like this (ooh)

Know them niggas, fetty wap, they gon' remember me, baby
Came up in the game, change the energy, baby
I got niggas still jumpin' out at feds for me, baby
I don't wanna front, don't shake no hands with me, baby
Got 'em on my back, that my family, baby
I don't really think you understandin' me, baby
I can never let no nigga handle me, baby
Always quick to tell 'em "throw them hands with me", baby

Please don't count on me now, I won't be there you know it
How the fuck is you my brother? Wasn't there at my lowest
How you fumble with the bag, nigga, how did you blow it?
One of the greatest, now I'm lit and you know it (huh, yeah baby)

I have way too many people wanna wait (ayy)
Still be puttin' people in their place, do ya hear me?
My youngins in the field every day (ayy)
They still in the field bustin' plays, do ya hear me?

We got guns, you got guns, we got clips (ayy)
Baby we could start a party in this bitch, do ya hear me?
Heard a lot of niggas tried and they missed (ayy)
They don't really make 'em like this (ooh baby)

They don't really make 'em like this (ooh baby)

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Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass Jr., Jugrai Layal, Niccolo Short, Rio Leyva, Unknown Composer Author