Sorry 4 the Wait lyrics

[Intro]
On gang, back at this sh*t, n*gga
Jinxy
Sorry for the wait
Yuh, ay, yuh
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Verse]
Two Spanish b*tches with me and they bi
I shoot out the window and that b*tch gon' drive (Brr)
I smoke back to back, n*gga, I stay high
I just pay your shooter, now he on my side
I'm in the streets and I"m havin' ties (Mob ties)
I rob you with a b*tch like Bonnie and Clyde
I stay with two pistols, wish a n*gga try
I got a little shooter and he brown pride (Brown pride)
So many sticks, it's hard to decide (Sticks)
Finessin' these n*ggas, I'm the bad guy
Slimin' these n*ggas playin' both sides (Slime)
I'm Panamanian, but I'm worldwide
I'm poppin' these n*ggas, droppin' like flies
I got a little bith with the cat eyes
Hop out, kill 'em like I'm Michael Myers
Slimed out, made three plus, retired (Slime)
Young n*ggas trappin' like they on The Wire
I been in the streets since I was a minor
Pull up on the block, bet n*ggas try you (Gangway)
Bet you get robbed if I don't cosign you
I just took your b*tch, I made that b*tch my driver (Ay)
Put a little Asian b*tch in designer (Ay)
Took his ass off, he a old timer
50 gang sh*t, n*gga, I'm not signin' (50)
Got a little trap and that sh*t a prior
I'm my own boss so I cannot get fired (Jefe)
Just popped a n*gga, got the block on fire
Pull up all red like a firefighter (Who)
Pop him at his show, now he on a flier (Brra)
I lift my tire brace and my tires (My tires)
MAC-10 and that sh*t got a compressor
MAC-10 and that sh*t got a compressor (Ooh)
Magic clip on me, I need all my extras (Jewelry)
I popped that n*gga you paid to protect ya (Brr)
You bangin' that sh*t but I do not respect ya
I'm callin' the shots like I'm a director (On gang)
Down bad, had to slime him at the Checkers (Slime, slime)
Hit him with the stick, now he on the stretcher
I'm pourin' up lean, I don't even measure
Military stick and it's on my dresser
Slimed his whole trap, turned that sh*t to desert (Slime)
Pistol on me, I'm down for whatever
Compact Glock, lighter than a feather (Glizzy)
That's my little b*tch, but we not together (Ay)
I got some free bricks, so I'm doin' better (Bricks)
Two clips and the b*tch stuck together
Can't trust sh*t, change up like the weather
I got them shooters, you don't want no pressure
Jinxy
What's my type? You know that sh*t forever (My type)
I'm undefeated like I'm Mayweather
I got them b*tches like I'm Hugh Hefner
I got them shooters like that n*gga Hector
Ay, I got a lot of shooters on my list (Shooters)
I got them shooters killin' for the bricks
I got some shooters down up in Zone 6 (Yeah)
Got a b*tch on the net and she Crip
I use the ho, used to trap out her apartment (On gang)
You know that I'm on that mafia sh*t
That b*tch from the hood but that ho got her scholarship
50 gang sh*t and I'm not tryna partnership (Fif, on gang, 50)
[Outro]
Man, Kold Blooded on the motherf*ckin' way, man
Yeah, and I'm finna drop that El Jefe sh*t, n*gga
Yeah, know how the f*ck I'm rockin', n*gga
Free the gang, n*gga
Free EverythingGwaluh, n*gga
Free SouthsideSmoke, man
Jinxy
Yeah