Letra Waiting room Don Trip

Waiting room

(Whoa) Who you better
Make my rules, follow to the letter
Road to riches, pedal to the medal
And yo bitch ain't shit if I ain't tryna hit her
Money's calling, watch how quick I pick up
No I don't leave no calling waiting
Niggas say I ain't getting paper, so I went and bought a brand new Mercedes, watch out
I might pull up on yo lady, hop out
Fresh like I jumped out the grave with the Glock out
Beat the pussy up, then repeat, til I fall asleep, second round Knock out (Whoa)
Who you know better
Fuck that you don't know a soul
I'm eating over here til I vomit on you
So much money its gross, get it
Nothing's wrong with my toast, really
Try me Imma unload, silly
Money talks to me lets talk digits
I just lip sync like Milli Vanilli
Girl so freaky she a porn star with it
I go deeper than a oil drill can you dig it
Girlfriend watching how her feet touch the ceiling
She say, "Oh my god" I say, "Can I get a witness"
Ain't I with the shit, Sometimes I amaze myself
So much money in the safe, I be taking shit out just to pay myself
I should give myself a raise
Everyday is a payed vacation
I don't take no days off
I got cake, no special occasion
2 percent tent so Ronald Reagan
We share yo girl that's complicated
And I ain't been home in so long I promise I don't recognize my neighbors
A staple couldn't fit through all my paper
Her pussy tryna break my concentration
I just make this motherfucker bubble like its been carbonated
I'm so good I'm shitting on y'all
It's almost a fetish, I live for the fetti
I guarantee by any means if I go broke, it's Armageddon
I'm with it though
No rented cars in my videos
I don't borrow chains, I don't ask for pictures, I don't fuck with rappers I don't even know
Mama told don't fuck with strangers
Uncle told me never leave the banger
My cousin told me that if you touch the white then it's ten years for a dirty strainer
I would rather be rich then famous
Life's a bitch, but I ain't complaining
Damn it feel so good to be a G, I just can't explain it
Pool Shark flow I keep calling shots
I vow to give this shit all I got
I'm so cool I can in the rain and dodge every drop
Porsche 9-11 still dodging the cops
She open her legs I'll fall in her twat
I'm so fly if I fall right now 9 times out of 10 imma land on top
I just keep it moving I don't plan on stopping