(You already know who it is man, it's Dj Phat, flyest fat nigga you know, you other niggas is never competition ya dig?)
[Chorus]- Dee Aura
Yea
I cannot wait for nothin'
(DJPhatt aw man)
I cannot wait for nothin'
Off two dimes, Carlito, i'm bussin'
Real right blood, I call you my bousin
All blue hunnits', no I am not cousin
Slide on the opps, might slide on my cousin
You with the other side, no discussion
I'm finna click klack-
I'm finna click klack, push his shit back
Trap house, got this shit jumpin' like jumpjacks
Extortin' that nigga ain't gettin' your shit back
Keep two chops everyday, watch my back
Nigga, uh
Blame it on the glizzy
Blame it on the glizzy, uh
Nigga, blame it on the glizzy
Blame it on the glizzy
[Verse]- Dee Aura
Blame that shit on that mu'fuckin' glizzy
Blame that shit on that glizzy, no kizzy
Gettin' so high, you would think i'm a hippie
Trap real smart 'cuz this shit too risky
How many shooters I got in the bity?
Carlito baller, I'm slidin' with 50
Aura Carlito the brand new Diddy
We got smokе, don't come to my bity
Real life shit, uh
Rеal life shit
Thumbin' it slow, but I'm spendin' it quick
Go get that shit as fast as you spend
I'm in the foreign wit' mu'fuckin' tints
Don't make money then it don't make cents
Brand new Amiri's I got offa' Ssense
I'm not Jay Z, but I got the blueprint
Steppas'
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, we the big ass steppas'
I let it go, let it fly like a feather
Diamonds, they lit like a movie projector
Talk real hot, get put on a stretcher
She got a pussy, go run Sylvester
Got two shooters, them niggas they Western
Trap real smart, but I trap in a Tesla
(This is a DJPhatt exclusive)
[Verse]- Zelly Ocho
Countin' the money, it look so neat
I'm hittin' that lick cuz' it's sweet
I'm countin' them racks, I don't know how to read
She came to the stu', she don't even sing
I don't gotta follow cuz' i'm in the lead
You know that I'm cool with the feinds
Who on my team?
Bitch it's some [Kool?], wit' some drank in it, uh
Stay wit' some bad bitches
I'm smoking on shark, bitch I don't do the whippits, uh
Mixing them drugs like a chemist, uh
Kick that bitch out cuz' she just wanna kick it
I know that you broke, and you know I can't fix it
Yea, she know I'm the ticket
I'm fucking that bitch and she know she can't flick it
I'm driving too fast, I fucked up the engine
Money come first and I don't got no feelings
Hit that boy up and we did him the illest
That gun kinda' tall like I walk wit' a midget, oh
We smokin' your boyfriend
This a new weekend, I got some new bands
She was ridin' wit' em so we smokin' on your girlfriend
I was sippin' on the lean, whole time the bitch was a coke head
We outside ya' house, let them sticks out, this not a protest
Choppa' hit em' up, he still live, but he ain't got no legs
[Chorus]- Dee Aura
I cannot wait for nothin'
I cannot wait for nothin'
Off two dimes, Carlito, i'm bussin'
Real right blood, I call you my bousin
All blue hunnits', no I am not cousin
Slide on the opps, might slide on my cousin
You with the other side, no discussion
I'm finna click klack-
I'm finna click klack, push his shit back
Trap house, got this shit jumpin' like jumpjacks
Extortin' that nigga ain't gettin' your shit back
Keep two chops everyday, watch my back
Nigga, uh
Blame it on the glizzy
Blame it on the glizzy, uh
Nigga, blame it on the glizzy
Blame it on the glizzy
[Verse]- Dee Aura
Blame that shit on that mu'fuckin' glizzy
Blame that shit on that glizzy, no kizzy
Gettin' so high, you would think i'm a hippie
Trap real smart 'cuz this shit too risky
How many shooters I got in the bity?
Carlito baller, I'm slidin' with 50
Aura Carlito the brand new Diddy
We got smoke, don't come to my bity
Real life shit, uh
Real life shit
Thumbin' it slow, but I'm spendin' it quick
Go get that shit as fast as you spend
I'm in the foreign wit' mu'fuckin' tints
Don't make money then it don't make cents
Brand new Amiri's I got offa' Ssense
I'm not Jay Z, but I got the blueprint
Steppas'
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, we the big ass steppas'
I let it go, let it fly like a feather
Diamonds, they lit like a movie projector
Talk real hot, get put on a stretcher
She got a pussy, go run Sylvester
Got two shooters, them niggas they Western
Trap real smart, but I trap in a Tesla
(Damn DJPhatt, you got the block hot)
