Wait a Minute

Wait, wait, wait a minute

Wait a goddamn minute

Wait, wait, wait a minute

Wait one fucking minute

I'm looking at your year end list

You're choosing rappers you're friends with

Who be rapping what their friends did

Toolie ratchets and extensions

Wait, wait, wait a minute

We done already heard their best shit

We already got the message

They on a lean, molly, Percocet trip

Think I found what real success is

Running around here since "The Message"

Forty pounder full of death wish

Money counter full of blessings

I sent a cannonball right at the cannon barrel

Through your wall, closet, through your damn apparel

Through your grandma chair, through your granite counter

Topping, I ain't tryna stop it 'till you standing on the doorstep

Of the man upstairs, nigga, you're next

Wait a minute, nigga

I've been going crazy on these records way before Flex

This the bad half Shady vortex, armed in navy warfare

Y'all done bar them Bailey boys

Best to back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up eighty million different ways

If I say it's fuck the world then the world's getting fucked

Eighty million different ways

When I'm finished with it

Then the world's gon get the AIDS like some 1984 sex

This the traumatize your favorite rapper year

This the homicide related racketeer

All I'm tryna hear today is trap and drill

It's all downhill from here like Jack and Jill

Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute

Wait a motherfucking minute

I'm giving all my hoes an ultimatum, she my mascot

I'm just tryna motivate her, I'm just popping shit

She just getting ass shot

Like a Soulja Boy home invader

I get a whole clip to all my haters

Just so I could go and get exonerated

Wait, wait, wait a minute

Wait a motherfucking minute

I watch you niggas go tool up

I'm Compton menace on school bus

It's documented, boy, prove what?

Been dropping gems since I grew up

I got to feel this void move, bruh

The target's been destroyed, boo ya

These nerds rapping for attention

For a word from Vlad or Akademik

Prefer to slap you over engine

I merge rappers for the Guinness

Wait, wait, wait a minute

I know you heard I'm back in business

I'm going harder than Tha Carter X

I'm birds flapping independent

I'm tycooning through the pressure

I'm typhooning through this weather

I might do a nigga beat for 'em

Give him back to him a little PHresher

Got the cash holding on line two, brink trucks noise on one

Casanova with the rifle, fuckboy, don't run

I'm live from it with the streams

Buying guns and getting beams

You guys coming with your teams

It's feeling like iFunny with the memes

I flip the blade like "say something"

Around dough like Rajon

Let you rip the stage

Then I come and rip the stage down more like Trey Songz

Category slaughter gang shit

Feel me, nigga, this is God hustle

Phantom or the 'Vette, Tammy Lahren, Charlamagne shit

The odd couple

Wait, wait, wait a minute

I'm prime away from fucking mating with her

I bend her over, stick her on the expensive car

Tyler fucking Creator with it

You a lame, you from Twitter fame

You had a chain, now it's your nigga chain

Face down on your computer keys sleep

Closest you gon' be to laying in your name

Body bag after body bag

Leave a trail laying in your lane

I'm Cold Chillin' on the record business

But I ain't saying I distribute Kane

Wait a motherfucking minute

You popping molly with the actors

I fucked the baddest of the white bitches

I'm Talib Kweli with the blackness

I'm Mos Def with immigration

Ladies on top of ladies

I'm most def with immigration

Babies on top of babies

Wait a motherfucking minute