WAIT A MINUTE lyrics

[Intro: Money Man]
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, pus*y
You know what the f*ck we on, man
Yeah, that sh*t just came in, n*gga
Hold on, pass me that real quick, man, pass me that sh*t

[Chorus: Money Man]
I gotta weight this sh*t up, wait a minute
I gotta go catch play, wait a minute
I gotta thumb through this sh*t, wait a minute
Too many 'zas, we over the limit
Mercedes, I serve out the window of Benzes
Shut the f*ck up, let me handle this business
Give me a Glock, watch me handle my business
Give me a scale, watch me handle my business

[Post-Chorus: Money Man]
I'ma get money as long as they print it
I'm havin' 'scripts like a pharmacy, dentist
Put that sh*t on and these n*gga gon' mimic
Demon, I push it, you know I might dent it
Glock 43 and these b*tches identical
n*ggas ain't havin', they broke and they miserable
Better soak in all the flavor I spit to you
Stick on the drugs, so this sh*t can get critical
[Verse: Money Man]
I'm in the spot and I'm finna get to it
Go catch a play, then I'ma make me some music
If Big Money pull it, you know I'ma use it
These n*gga is funny, these n*gga amusin'
Just left from Nieman's, I spent a lil' thirty
Exotic pop, I be makin' it dirty
Just hit the grower, I told him to hurry
Black out the Spurs and these n*gga gon' scurry
Shop at your pus*y, b*tch, this sh*t electric
I'm havin' certified stones in my necklace
I'm havin' Salem weed, b*tch, I'm connected
I'm sippin' dirty, that muddy for breakfast
Come get this sh*t, it ain't stickin' around
Money of my own, I'm floodin' my town
Stackin' with me and I'm di*kin' her down
Binary trigger, I'm lovin' the sound
Bottega trainers, I'm finna train 'em
Hundred pounds come in, it came on a trailer
Know I'm not trickin', you know I ain't payin'
Three different b*tches, you know I'ma play it
Stupid-ass n*gga, he ain't even weigh it
Took out the zip, you know how I play it
Beat all the odds, I feel like I made it
Run up my spot and that chopper gon' slay him
[Chorus: Money Man]
I gotta weight this sh*t up, wait a minute
I gotta go catch play, wait a minute
I gotta thumb through this sh*t, wait a minute
Too many 'zas, we over the limit
Mercedes, I serve out the window of Benzes
Shut the f*ck up, let me handle this business
Give me a Glock, watch me handle my business
Give me a scale, watch me handle my business

[Post-Chorus: Money Man]
I'ma get money as long as they print it
I'm havin' 'scripts like a pharmacy, dentist
Put that sh*t on and these n*gga gon' mimic
Demon, I push it, you know I might dent it
Glock 43 and these b*tches identical
n*ggas ain't havin', they broke and they miserable
Better soak in all the flavor I spit to you
Stick on the drugs, so this sh*t can get critical