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JayJayMf
Wait On
119
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wait On adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak UpsideDwn tarafından 25 Nisan 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıWait On - Single
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AlbümWait On - Single
Çıkış Tarihi25 Nisan 2025
FirmaUpsideDwn
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM115

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JayJayMf
JayJayMf
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Jok
John Jok
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Sun came up but I’m still high
Take one sip of that cup, you get bird’s eye
They tried clipping my wings but I’m still fly
Young n**** stay wit’ da’ green like I’m Popeye
Drac' bullets come out the pot like it’s stir fry
No you can’t come to the spot, you a lame guy
Ball, but not on the court, I got hang time
Fall, that’s something I never could wait on
These lyrics got blood in it
Every scar on my soul, man, I’m strumming it
I turn pain to art, and they lovin’ it
If dat’ hoe lame, go f*** wit’ another b****
Not Helmut Lang, I rock Undercover, b****
Like Kurt Cobain, I rock out da’ summer, b****
Double my motherf*****’ cup
And it’s full of the Wok or the Tris
I can’t trip ’bout a b****, man I’m rich, I’m the s****
Sun came up but I’m still high
Take one sip of that cup, you get bird’s eye
They tried clipping my wings but I’m still fly
Young n**** stay wit’ da’ green like I’m Popeye
Drac' bullets come out the pot like it’s stir fry
No you can’t come to the spot, you a lame guy
Ball, but not on the court, I got hang time
Fall, that’s something I never could wait on
Yeah, yeah, and we the ones started dis’ s***
Just blew like 10 bands up at Rick
New R-34 Skyline, that s*** drift
He said he an opp, he get popped like a zit
I’m poppin’ bottles inside of the VIP
I pop my collar, in love with da’ drip
My blunt really strong, think it work at the gym
Got dark Owen Rick shadow over my skin
I mean Rick Owen DRKSHDW over my skin
Please stop all dat’ actin’, ’cause you not my kin
Heard your new song, it should chart in the bin
N***** not my opps, b****, I just hate you
Open my bank account, lookin’ tasteful
Cashin’ cheques, with my voice — I’m so grateful
Actin’ weird, or annoying, replace you
Sun came up but I’m still high
Take one sip of that cup, you get bird’s eye
They tried clipping my wings but I’m still fly
Young n**** stay wit’ da’ green like I’m Popeye
Drac' bullets come out the pot like it’s stir fry
No you can’t come to the spot, you a lame guy
Ball, but not on the court, I got hang time
Fall, that’s something I never could wait on
Written by: John Jok

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