Sorry 4 The Wait 3 lyrics

[Intro]
(2wo2imes)
Yeah man you know how the f*ck we rocking
(Nino what up)
I'm popping out with that sh*t all the time
Yeah, 50
That's on everything
Yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito
Rich slime

[Verse 1]
I grill my teeth like I went to the dentist
All of my young n*ggas they relentless
Out on bond, they tryna give me a sentence
Glock on me and that sh*t was extended
Got rap n*ggas out here tucking they pennies
Got rackets on me but I'm not playing tennis
Yeah, we trapping sh*t out
That AR on me and I'm popping straight out
He talking crazy, he got poppеd in his mouth
Your baby mama f*cking n*ggas for clout
He bout the sh*t, but Imma' see what that's about
You acting brazy, well lеt's shoot this sh*t out
Yeah, heard you going through a drought
We flatten sh*t but I ain't talking a leaf
I'm doubled down yeah I'm moving like Pete
All my n*ggas man they really elite
I pop a n*gga now his ass on the concrete
He a stray dog, I'm finna' put em' to sleep
Hundred shooters yeah I really got infantry
Put him on a plate that's Bon Appetit
Yeah, choppa on me when I sleep
That n*gga mad cuz I shot up his Jeep
50'd up you know I'm having artillery
Strapped up you know I'm ready for enemies
New Glock and that sh*t came from Germany
Shot a n*gga now his shirt turning burgundy
Out in San Diego they banging, burgling
I'm triple cross, n*gga you know I be working
pus*y-n*ggas man they acting too nervous
I shot a n*gga but it wasn't on purpose
I did it off the rip but I ain't rehearse it
All my b*tches having straps in they purses
[Bridge]
Yeah man, you know I stay fiftied up all the time
I'm in Clayco right now n*gga
You know how I'm f*cking rocking man
Real Riverdale sh*t n*gga
I'm on gangway n*gga
I be everywhere
North side, west side, east side, south side
Yeah, you know this sh*t get global n*gga
50

[Verse 2]
RSG pull up with fifties
I'm in Clayco but my plug from Savannah
Your mans got popped but that's an example
I'm protected when I slide through Atlanta
Posted with Fluxhunxkos and Bandana
Evil twins with me, they problematic
Tools on my beltline like a mechanic
Life a gamble, I can't take sh*t for granted
I'm on opp block turn that sh*t to a [?]
My back against the wall, I swear I won't panic
These b*tches flashing titties at me like Janet
The plug be floodin' me, I know how to manage
On a private jet I flew in from Canada
n*gga got popped cuz he writin' statements
Tryna argue but I'm not with debating
In Panama while the trap getting raided
You rocking with Evolving Public n*gga, on gang