Yachtson - Oh, Wait! lyrics

[Verse 1: atcreams] Swerving out cuz I'm faded Almost crashed twice, but I made it! Honey acting up, no, that's disrespectful Knows she's finna get her a** traded! Tell the boy raiden he can take her Tell the boy pabs he can have her I got a problem attracting ratchets It's a real bad habit, lot of times I wish I hadn't Gave her game like John Madden But boy just how it happened Pick her up and then I pa** her Yeah I hit it in the bathroom Finna hit it in the sauna I can hit it upside down Yeah I hit it how I wanna I ain't been in T-town for too long But i'll show you how this dirty south gets into a thong Or how he turns two rights into a wrong Or how we got the green light on this song You'll be laughing for no reason Because I'm a cracker and i'm cheesing Beat the kitty, yeah it's the season Summer yeah we had it, got Armani on my gla**es S/O Emb the baddest, cut it out and it's the past b**h Otherwise it be you a** b**h, hope you wiser than my last b**h Cuz I ain't bring her back b**h, she got baggage! [Verse 2: Yachtson] I'm not a rapper, I'm shameless! Southern boys testing my patients! I roll with presidents, I am a delegate I'm international, this is my proof of it! S/O to V squad man this is a sermon (not many people could say this) Looking like strippers, but really they're virgins (Party on) Cruising the campus I do not attend it The belles here so tight, I refuse to loose end it (Panties so tight) And how did they manage without us? S/O to Quist Man, we whip in the schoolbus! [Verse 3: Pabs] Mientras tanto yo aqui vivo Con mi mano en corazon Mientras tanto yo aqui vivo La mano en mi corazon Alabama sur camino, tierra de tontos y algodon Aqui la gente no respeta Ni familia ni dinero Todos ellos se creen griegos por pillar un colocon Aqui Dios ya no es icono Futbol es su religion Por mucho que se lo expliques siempre creen tener razon, ha [Verse 4: atcreams&raiden] Swerving out cuz I'm faded b**h talk sh**, you get bladed Hoes stalking all on my pages They moms guessing our ages! [Verse 5: atcreams] Cuz we is on and they ain't it Got a swiss b**h, she speak Danish Bilingual but ain't my language I made it to where I'm at, got this cash up in my trap Gotta ask if you can rap! Sock drawer I got a lock for Test day always gotta pop more Alabama know I'm on the top foor Raiden vouch for it! [Verse 6: Yachtson] I think I'm feeling the liquor! Who are these girls I don't know? Your house party was lowkey 'till the DJ played our tracks The girl that I'm leaving with was yours 'till she saw my racks Text me later you can have her back, oh yeah! That's truuu gotta check the facts, oh yeah!