Can’t Wait lyrics

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
It's early, my trap slap on a Thursday
Me and that bag go together, we're perfect
You ain't tryna get this chicken with me? You're worthless
I can't wait till Unc pay me when the first hit
Can't wait to get rich, and sh*t all on these n*ggas huh
I ain't the roughest through this b*tch? They got me f*cked up
I remember I was down bad, I was f*cked up
I got it out the mud no he didn't I guess he lucked up
All the freak b*tches di*k suck when your bucks up
You can't get a dollar out me b*tch uh-uh
All the weakest n*ggas always acting tough tough
That b*tch you kissing on is a sl*t sl*t
Everywhere I go I throw my B's up
Ain't nobody give a sh*t, they ain't feed us
These rap n*ggas gettin' off, I'm the reason
When the cops caught my lil n*gga, he was teasing
So many n*ggas switched up, I can't believe it
At first I wasn't f*cking with the rap, now I see it
.45 put it in his face, John Cena
When I'm on, we're all on like The Beatles
Only thing she got to offer is that pus*y, I don't need it
Bought four ounces for my grandma, I was dreaming
Shot four times, I think we hit that n*gga 'cause he screaming
I ain't have to sign with nobody, still streaming
You ain't got no sauce, you need season
I ain't gotta do no dirt, call my demons
I heard the cookie bows cheap down in Phoenix
b*tch can't get sh*t from me, but my p*nis
I ain't going to Tennessee, I'm going to Cleveland
High as hell off that turtle pie, I'm on Venus
Told that b*tch if she love me tat my name on her, cleavage
Man I know he don't want beef, cause he vegan
I had to cut that f*ck n*gga off, cause he was leaching
Keep LDG up in the crib, cause he a demon
I'll put my lil n*ggas on you, give me a reason
He had a gun but ain't shoot, he was freezing
The way I treat her, man she say I'm a as*h*le
He was gettin' off for a week, now he back broke
You ain't no shark in that water, you a tadpole
All the freak b*tches gon' dip, when your cash low
[Verse 2: Pablo Skywalkin]
f*ck these hoes man, you better put your cash up
Bro look like Batman, that n*gga all blacked up
Gramz say let's shoot the video, came strapped up
All my n*ggas killers lil n*gga, you can't whack us
Y'all lil n*ggas wrestlers, cause y'all act tough
My dawg childish, he 25, and still snatch Buffs
No he ain't applauding, but that n*gga he got clapped up
Your baby mama keep throwing the pus*y, let me wrap up
Never really liked football, but I'm sacked up
Took a loss on a hundred bands, they was jacked up
Ain't dropped in a minute, so they thought that I was done
Boy you ain't no killer, you just dancing with a gun
Bullets hit him in the back, had him dancing while he run
[?] make the band, but he dancing with the drum
Knew this b*tch was a freak, cause she laying in my c*m
b*tch yo baby daddy broke, why you laying with a bum?
Three bands for these shoes, I could dance on the sun
Made it rain on the b*tch, I don't dance in the club
I should have pink eye, how I'm playing in the mud
f*cked your b*tch in December, left her laying in her Uggs
n*gga thought I came to box, then he left with some slugs
Told the jeweler I want some Buffs, then I left with a [?]
She say can I have your kids, they got left on a rug
b*tch gave me ten bands, and she ain't even get a hug (Dumb b*tch)