Wastin’ My Min

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm still, shit Waiting on you to pull up I'm tryna smoke some I'm tryna roll I'm still, shit Waiting on you to pull up I'm tryna smoke the dope I'm tryna roll Hop in the whip, and I'm sliding I'ma up that Glick, if we riding Hop in the whip, and I'm sliding I'ma up that Glick, if we riding [Chorus] All types of shit, we do all types of shit Riding with them sticks, boy we riding [?] I can't trust a bitch, I will never trust a ho I can't trust a soul, nigga that's just how it go I got gas, like a Citgo nigga pass it for the low I got pounds, I got zips, nigga what'chu need though? Quarter pound, you could flip That'll be a stack, though Told my nigga, load the clips Then the hitter kick doors I'ma count the bread while the fucking plane come Blew the pack, right there Put the money right here Flying through the air like I'm Buzz Lightyear I been had the swag, did this shit for lightyears Flexing with the bag, OG gas, right here I been hittin' gas, did this shit, right here Niggas stealing swag, shoot 'em with the AK Said he got some gas, pull up, let it spray [Chorus] I'm still, shit Waiting on you to pull up I'm tryna smoke some I'm tryna roll I'm still, shit Waiting on you to pull up I'm tryna smoke the dope I'm tryna roll Hop in the whip, and I'm sliding I'ma up that Glick, if we riding Hop in the whip, and I'm sliding I'ma up that Glick, if we riding