Wait TaTa (Ft. Jenn Carter & Kyle Richh)

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Glah and you can get hit, damn, show no remorse with the stick
Like, damn, told bro, he on the top
Stay true to yourself 'cause these niggas gon' watch
Big knoggy, don't do the boxin'
My bitch a baddie, she like bein' toxic
Damn, in a room full of hate and I'm boxed in
He think he lit 41, been topped him
Can't toss that knock, been popped it
Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket
Can't toss that knock, been popped it
Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket
He tried to swim, he got left with his noggin'
He ain't official, he hate from a distance
Like, he get hit if he slippin'
Beam on the gun, how the fuck could I miss him?

[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
Like, what? How you say you my homiе (Goddam)
Run down, dump that ooter (Goddam)
And that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor
Hit 'em in the back a hunnid timеs, no Buba
And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look
Niggas be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw (Like, dam)
He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter, (Glah-glah)
We don't speak on no shit, long as we know