Verse 1 (BIGG FATTS)

Hol on... wait
Hol up
Wait wait.. wait
Man hol up wait
Wait, whats the hold up, wait?
N***as can't hold up weight?
You ain't got no scale?
You let a n***a hold your place?
Let him set up store in your face?
Oh you hoes ain't safe!
Baby i ain't holding up shit
We some young n***as trying to get rich
All about a lick
I can turn a crumb to a brick
I can sell water to a fish
Yo its real then a bitch
N***a and im waiting on what?
Im supposed to wait on who?
Money dont wait on fools
N***a imma wait on you why?
Ain't nobody waiting on you!
Hol up wait..
N***as better have my cash
Bitch better have my money
Or im doing yall bad
Trust me I ain't waiting on shit
Imma get right on yall ass!
Chorus (Hunnidt Waze) :58
"hol on wait!"

Talking bout wait
But you ain't nothing to wait on
Watch me go in, get this play on
Watch me get on, Imma stay on
Watch me get on imma stay on all day long

Verse 2 (Hunnidt Waze) 1:23

Talking bout hold up
Like wait up on who
Bills never hold up
I can't wait up on you
Procrastination is a poison
Sick of excuses why wait, watching when you can do?
Ooo
Weight watching like you a bulimic
Throwing up instead of eating
On my toes, ballerinas
All my bros same demeanor
Since Nickelodeon
N***as been in love with soda like Kel and Kenan
Wait
Die trying, or get paid
Thats a choice
Like Ye said about slaves
N***a wild
Getting tamed
I'm in the game to play the game
Not to get played
Ain't finna wait
If they wanna hate, let em hate
Swear they too late
Ain't in my fate to be mediocre
I was born to be great
If they can't beat you or join you
They gossip about you
When that don't work they imitate cause they fake
And I ain't got the time to go chase
I dont even chase my drinks
Straight
Yea Fatts rap for food
You got too much at steak
And yea Maco
Bitch you guessed we came for the cake "Bitch you guessed it!" (OG Maco)
And my bitch she got cakes
You know that
Flash any moment no Kodak
Shoot for the stars I need space
Opportunity knocks at the doormat
Verse 3 (OG Maco) 2:14

Uno Momento
Shout to Hundo and Pinto
Serving them bags with my folks
Pirus and locs
Pipe on the seed, wait on the smoke
Get on your knees
Wait on the hoe
Baking the cheese
Count up the dough
Vicky's secret if she hiding my dope
Tape on her body, she look like a mummy
All the suitcases, I made bout a hunnid
Running through faces I do what I wanted
Right back to basics when label start playing
Like fuck what you saying
I'm back selling grams
Sat in my trap with some green and some tan
Blowing saran
I done seen millions so fuck that advance
Fuck getting budget put cash in my hands
We living loving and thats how its staying


Chorus (Hunnidt Waze)
"hol on wait!"
Talking bout wait
But you ain't nothing to wait on
Watch me go in, get this play on
Watch me get on, Imma stay on
Watch me get on imma stay on all day long

Hol on wait
Wait wait
Hol on wait