Waste Interlude

Came out of Prada with a bag (yeah)

Came out of Louis with a coat (Oh)

I’m flexing ‘cause I never had

Yeah I was down bad, I was broke

If he trying we make it a float

Got a bitch and she sniffin’ on coke

(Yeah aye)

She give me dope

After we finish then she gotta go

(Go yeah, she gotta go)

I’m smoking, shit making me grow

I got a shipment, came in on the boat (Yeah)

I just pulled up in that motherfucking Rolls

I’m wipin’ that hoe, get the fuck off the road

I could give less than a fuck ‘bout a hoe

Don’t hit me on insta, don’t call up my phone

Y’all really switching up over a hoe

Like my big bro I stick to the goal

I’m with the gang yeah we going for gold

Walk on the track get the fuck off the floor

I copped a new watch that bitch forty below

Don’t give a fuck i’m still high on parole

I need to switch up my habits, I know

I’m taking these pills it ain’t good for my soul