Music Video
Godfather of Harlem - Waiting On Me (Official Audio) ft. Swizz Beatz, YG, BIA, Giggs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Godfather of Harlem
Performer
Swizz Beatz
Performer
YG
Performer
BIA
Performer
Giggs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Swizz Beatz
Composer
YG
Composer
BIA
Composer
Giggs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got some customers, they waiting on me
I got some chicks, they be waiting on me
I got some haters, they be waiting on me
I'm never on time, so they waiting on me
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that paper from the paper bands
I keep my money in the rubber bands
[Verse 2]
Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up
No favors, it's pure white, fuck a hook-up
Moving weight, no push-ups, they know where we at
The block where the junkies double back for the devil sacks
We going Chef Boyardee with it
We talk grams, ounces, pounds, that mean business
We going Chef Boyardee with it
We talk grams, ounces, pounds, not the wee business
Got that Bobby Brown, got that white
That nose candy have you right
Penitentiary chances, playing with your life
So when them cards get dealt, play 'em right
Pack it, ship it, then put the money in the safe
If they kill me, fuck it, put the money in my grave
Hold it down, make sure the operation run the same
Just never mention the game, gang
[Verse 3]
I got some customers, they waiting on me
I got some chicks, they be waiting on me
I got some haters, they be waiting on me
I'm never on time, so they waiting on me
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that paper from the paper bands
I keep my money in the rubber bands
[Verse 4]
Nine-to-five, my money just multiply (Cash)
I get way too busy if a **** see me outside
Bands pop, waist drop, money getting too much to hide
Really he thought it was the body, it really just was the vibe
Oh shit, I just made a bag while I got on this (Uh)
Yes, I put my money first, he fuck with that, I'm on this (Cash)
Quick to tilly rock a bitch, he leave it in the longest
Trying not to brag about the shit I do, it's modest (Uh)
¡Ay, qué rico! Just left the Grande, Puerto Rico
Now I got a plug on perico (On perico)
**** thinking they playing in casino
Run off on me, bitch, I want it back in blood like mosquitos
You can't tell on your **** then go relocate (Nah)
Put up Lamb' truck money just to see your face (Skrrt)
Yeah, my gang keep me safe, but I need my space
I get too much love, but why I see more hate? Uh
[Verse 5]
I got some customers, they waiting on me
I got some chicks, they be waiting on me
I got some haters, they be waiting on me
I'm never on time, so they waiting on me
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that coca from the kitchen, man
I got that paper from the paper bands
I keep my money in the rubber bands
[Verse 6]
Ahh, snap, you're looking for a photo
Here's a little picture, push it for your promo (Yeah)
Trap house, Hollow in it dolo (Dolo)
Up, down, ****, like a yo-yo (Yeah)
Dorothy feeling with FOMO
Knows that I'm a dog, got me feeling like I'm Toto (Nah)
I got nerdy **** making diss songs
Out in London when I'm out in Tokyo
Yeahh, like stacks wouldn't fix it
Rah, get slapped with a biscuit
(Bah!) Yeah, I know life can be shit still
(But) But I'm a cat for the bliss bits
Yeah, got the coke, where's the kitchen light?
Yeah, don't get poked with a kitchen knife?
Yeah, I'm Batman with the kryptonite
(Yeah) They fake yutes, they all look alike
[Verse 7]
I got some customers, they waiting on me
I got some chicks, they be waiting on me
I got some haters, they be waiting on me
I'm never on time, so they waiting on me
Written by: Bianca Miquela Landrau, Nathaniel Thompson, Kasseem Daoud Dean, Keenon Dequan Ray Jackson
