WAIT

[Intro: Nardo Wick]

Hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm

(Ayy, V, line 'em up)

Hm-hm

Hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm

Hm-hm, hm-hm, hm-hm

Hm-hm

[Verse 1: The Kid LAROI & Nardo Wick]

Hold on, wait

Got all these bitches in my face, but I won't break

She say she wanna drive me crazy, push the brakes

We got more sticks than the navy in this place

Don't want your belly, bitch, I'm tryna shoot your face

Don't want your body, bitch, I wanna touch your top

How the fuck he sweat the whole comp', wit' a mop?

If you don't want me, double back, you better flop

If you don't want me, double back, you better flop

Hold up, wait (Turn up, 15)

I'm with a bad ass bitch in Turks and Caic's

I don't want your body, baby, I just want the face

Yeah, I'm multi-million but I'm still stuck in my ways

I tried check the time, but it's just diamonds in the-

Uh, yeah, I do this shit for fun

Why your boyfriend try to play with me, like damn, girl, is he drunk?

Like what's up, shit is not my fault, you was choosing up

Tryna beef over a bitch, shit, that boy is lame as fuck

Hold on, wait

Fifty to my brother lawyer for his open case

That really ain't shit, I woke made fifty today

Plus, I'm bouta spend like seven million on my place

I made sacrifices, that's the price of being great (That's the damn price)

Hold up, wait

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]

Hm, hm, why you call me crying? Told her "Stop"

Hm, hm, momma called me crying, told her "Stop"

Hm, hm, sorry, I ain't try to break her heart

Hm, hm, they just gon' have to break her heart

Hm, hm, swervin', I got someone to park your car

Hm, hm, swervin' hundred shots to park your car

Hm, hm, made all them racks, that shit bizarre

Hm, hm, made all them racks, come get your ca- (Ayy, V, line 'em up)

Hold on, wai-

[Post-Chorus: The Kid LAROI]

One thing I ain't ever seen was a bitch I need

[Verse 2: The Kid LAROI & The Kid LAROI & Nardo Wick]

Million-dollar crib for my momma, she was servin' fiends

Now she by the pool drinkin' wine, eating cottage cheese

I'm gon' need my credit, I am so done with the modesty

Boy, what are you, dumb, stupid or slow?

I'm just doing what I'm 'posed to, getting money, fucking hoes

Book me for your festival, half a ticket for a show

Man, I do this shit for Saiko, R.I.P. that was my bro

Hold on, wait

Ever since a youngin, momma told me I'd be great

They said it was luck, hell nah, it was fate

They talk a whole lot, but won't say it to my face

Some things just won't ever change

Hold up, wait