[Intro: Travis Scott & CHASE B]
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I'm waitin', still waitin' (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Yo, CHASE B)
Patiently, I'm waitin' (Ooh-ooh)
Waitin', I'm waitin' (Yeah)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Already know lil' shawty got it
The way she bend it over on the sofa, body-body
I had two twenty five, I spent that shit right out my pocket
And pulled up to that lot and told the dealer "I gotta cop it"
You think you goin' big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it
You went and dropped your shit, it didn't hit, you went and flopped it
I got all my hoes from way back then, they keep it sloppy
I done went too cold, I'm in these streets, I'm out my body
I'm gettin' deep in it (Ooh, woo-ooh), you was on my Christmas list
Oh, damn, I met you, I won't regret you, but I'm like, "Who is this?"
She got them talkin' about them things, I'm like, "You're ludicrous"
You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit
I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And I'm like, "Who is this?," I'm on some Houston shit
I bеt it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And I'm like, "Who is this?," and I'm like "Who is this?," "Who?"
Whеn I'm sittin' on the couch smokin' biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
When I'm sittin' on the couch smokin' biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
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