I Couldn’t Wait* K Suave (Ft. Trippie Redd)

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[Intro]
(B-B-BlackMayo)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Man, I couldn't wait to hop off of the porch, huh (Porch, yeah)
I couldn't wait to hop up in a foreign, huh (Skrrt)
Walkin' through the crib look like a resort, huh (A resort)
I been countin' money to the ceiling, dork, huh (To the ceiling, dork)
Countin' platinum plaques man I feel important, huh (Yeah, I feel important)
Countin' up the dead, I go to the morgue, huh (Go to the morgue)
Counting all these racks, it's triple your mortgage, huh (It's triple your mortgage)
Goin' out sad, I'm so disappointed, yeah (I'm so disappointed)

[Verse: K Suave]
Goin' out sad, I'm so disappointed (I'm so disappointed)
She wanna vent to me, call her performance (Call her performance)
She said I'm sweet but I sting like a hornet (Sting like a hornet)
These diamonds cost a lot, you can't afford it (Can't afford it)
I smoke some dope then I pour up a four (Smoke some dope then I pour up a four)
Release my pain like I'm losing my soul (Yeah)
These niggas hate 'cause they stuck in the slow (Oh)
I made it out, now they call me the G.O.A.T. (They call me the G.O.A.T.)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Man, I couldn't wait to hop off of the porch, huh (Porch, yeah)
I couldn't wait to hop up in a foreign, huh (Skrrt)
Walkin' through the crib look like a resort, huh (A resort)
I been countin' money to the ceiling, dork, huh (To the ceiling, dork)
Countin' platinum plaques man I feel important, huh (Yeah, I feel important)
Countin' up the dead, I go to the morgue, huh (Go to the morgue)
Counting all these racks, it's triple your mortgage, huh (It's triple your mortgage)
Goin' out sad, I'm so disappointed, yeah (I'm so disappointed)