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Waiting Video (MV)




Performed By: AK-M
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Ahmir Kellum - Morgan




AK-M - Waiting Lyrics




In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course

Ain't takin
Shorts except the ports
Dope in the air
All kind of sorts

Treat the cake piranha sport
She eat the dick
Madonna whore

Ballin I don't kno the score
But I don't wanna ball nomore
So high don't even fall nomore
That pussy wet like jersey shore

I beat it up
And I leave her sore
She text me like
What u leaving for

I gotta go
Get back to the dough
See u at my show
Wit a different hoe

I really don't kno
Why they wanna go
Toe for the toe
Like eddy I blow

Should be on death row
My heart in the snow
It's snakes in the grass
Then u know imma mow

Vroom vroom
She let me get in the
Pum pum
All I wanna do is
Zoom zoom

Too many mileage
Need a tune tune
Make her turn around
We ont spoon fool

Hit the camron
Nigga too cool
Put the footage
On a nigga YouTube

I'm the old school
And the new school
Pop like Mac Miller
Is it too soon

Guess not
I been that nigga since
S dots

Hitting home runs
In my red Sox
Take out the head
And the rest stop

Hoes love how
I hit they best spots
If she got a nigga
He get crop topped

Turned my daddy
To a pop pop
So I gotta get it
I will not stop

That's facts

I gotta get to the racks
Like cops
I be smoking these blacks
It keep me relaxed

Nissan I go to the max
I'm smoking the dope
By the packs

They hitting the Jack

I had to hop in my act
Like fat hoes
I'm running the track
Lets see if it last

I had to pick it up
Fast
Can't understand hoes
Cus they all on my ass

Chill

Money gon come
And the money gon go
Just like everything
That's how the glass spill

Can't clean the milk up
Get fishy cafilta
I ate that shit
Like it's my last
Meal

Test they ont think imma pass
I will
Holy Ghost give em that
Casper feel

All of these bitches
Wan f*ck me
Like Andrew I'm lucky
My nigga I passed the field

Know I'm the goat
Should make me a colt
Get nasty wit hoes
Like oj wit pulp

Say u my folks
We got different strokes
I'm dripping like water
U want me to choke

I won't

Fear a nigga
No I don't
I want a Ashton
But I ain't a punk

Like Kutcher

I cut the beat
Like a butcher
Turn a bad bitch
To a Hooker

That's cus imma looker

Try take my bitch
Now ur bitch
My chick
Took her

A Telly we book her

Suite

Say u can't trick
If u got it
And nigga I got it
I spoil my baby

Treats

Everyone eats
Like Oprah I be
I wanna give back
To my community

Can't give u no time
You ain't screwing me
You wan meet my momma
That's foolish to me

Calm and collected
I'm cool as can be
Feet in the pool
Eating fruit by the sea

Bring my own bottle
But who got the tree
Off dope imma freak
No Mia khalif

Like pat im the chief
My new shit on fleek
I stay dropping heat
They kno who I be

They throw me the ball
Go Julio b
When I'm touching down
They know that it's me

In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course

In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course
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In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course

Ain't takin
Shorts except the ports
Dope in the air
All kind of sorts

Treat the cake piranha sport
She eat the dick
Madonna whore

Ballin I don't kno the score
But I don't wanna ball nomore
So high don't even fall nomore
That pussy wet like jersey shore

I beat it up
And I leave her sore
She text me like
What u leaving for

I gotta go
Get back to the dough
See u at my show
Wit a different hoe

I really don't kno
Why they wanna go
Toe for the toe
Like eddy I blow

Should be on death row
My heart in the snow
It's snakes in the grass
Then u know imma mow

Vroom vroom
She let me get in the
Pum pum
All I wanna do is
Zoom zoom

Too many mileage
Need a tune tune
Make her turn around
We ont spoon fool

Hit the camron
Nigga too cool
Put the footage
On a nigga YouTube

I'm the old school
And the new school
Pop like Mac Miller
Is it too soon

Guess not
I been that nigga since
S dots

Hitting home runs
In my red Sox
Take out the head
And the rest stop

Hoes love how
I hit they best spots
If she got a nigga
He get crop topped

Turned my daddy
To a pop pop
So I gotta get it
I will not stop

That's facts

I gotta get to the racks
Like cops
I be smoking these blacks
It keep me relaxed

Nissan I go to the max
I'm smoking the dope
By the packs

They hitting the Jack

I had to hop in my act
Like fat hoes
I'm running the track
Lets see if it last

I had to pick it up
Fast
Can't understand hoes
Cus they all on my ass

Chill

Money gon come
And the money gon go
Just like everything
That's how the glass spill

Can't clean the milk up
Get fishy cafilta
I ate that shit
Like it's my last
Meal

Test they ont think imma pass
I will
Holy Ghost give em that
Casper feel

All of these bitches
Wan f*ck me
Like Andrew I'm lucky
My nigga I passed the field

Know I'm the goat
Should make me a colt
Get nasty wit hoes
Like oj wit pulp

Say u my folks
We got different strokes
I'm dripping like water
U want me to choke

I won't

Fear a nigga
No I don't
I want a Ashton
But I ain't a punk

Like Kutcher

I cut the beat
Like a butcher
Turn a bad bitch
To a Hooker

That's cus imma looker

Try take my bitch
Now ur bitch
My chick
Took her

A Telly we book her

Suite

Say u can't trick
If u got it
And nigga I got it
I spoil my baby

Treats

Everyone eats
Like Oprah I be
I wanna give back
To my community

Can't give u no time
You ain't screwing me
You wan meet my momma
That's foolish to me

Calm and collected
I'm cool as can be
Feet in the pool
Eating fruit by the sea

Bring my own bottle
But who got the tree
Off dope imma freak
No Mia khalif

Like pat im the chief
My new shit on fleek
I stay dropping heat
They kno who I be

They throw me the ball
Go Julio b
When I'm touching down
They know that it's me

In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course

In that ocean
I'm jaws
Why u all on my balls
Pause

I learned from my loss
No spaghetti I got sauce
I ain't tryna talk
Less money involved
Please knock it off

A boss like ross
They suckin teeth
I floss of course
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Writer: Ahmir Kellum - Morgan
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