paroles de chanson what a waste (feat. 1nonly, Shady Moon & Wassup Rocker) - Wassup Rocker , 1nonly , Ciscaux , Shady Moon

(The world is yours)

Push your shit back (shit back)
What a shame, what a waste (bitch)
Two twin Glocks, I ain't talkin' Mary Kate (ay, ay)
Can't fuck with all these thots, you way too basic (too basic)
Oh, shit, I just made another K

Let's slow it down and now fast (now fast)
Still braggin' 'bout a bitch with no racks
10K, my fit, why you all up in my bag?
And I be getting to the cash, lil' bitch and that's facts

H-H-Hey, I'm Ciscaux, nice to meet me
Been had game since I played in Pee-wee
I'm known to pop out like the shit was 3D
And our song's been all that they had on repeat

Okay, what's your name?
What's your sign, baby, what you claim?
Want more about me? Baby, I'm Bruce Wayne
Got my first check, spent it all on a chain
Thought it came with the fame

I-I-I think it's time that the champagne pop
They wanna ask where I been, bitch, I been on top
I got a .40 in my pocket, I'ma let that pop
I thought I told you, thought I told you that we won't stop

And like when we step in all these bitches flock
And everybody wanna know 'bout what I got
Got twin yachts, six shots
Big deal, your loss
No tap, just Voss, big boss Rick Ross
Yeah push yo' shit—

Back (shit back), what a shame, what a waste (bitch)
Two twin Glocks, I ain't talkin' Mary Kate (ay, ay)
Can't fuck with all these thots, you way too basic (too basic)
Oh, shit, I just made another K

Let's slow it down and now fast (now fast)
Still braggin' 'bout a bitch with no racks
10K, my fit, why you all up in my bag?
And I be getting to the cash, lil' bitch and that's facts (ay, ay, ay)

Ay, what a drag, what a waste
Throw a bag in your face
If you keep talkin' smack, catch a rick to the face
Had to jump off the block with my dickie pants on
'Cause all of my pockets fat, too out of shape

So where should I start? Iced out the jaws
Standing ovations and rounds of applause
I don't shop at the malls, we pissin' 'em off
I raise bars like I just hit a bench press

(Yo, I just a DM from PinkPantheress)
Ay, I won't wear a fit that cost a band or less
Trifling bitch moving 'round, acting scandalous
Break it off with my bitch like PinkPantheress
I know his lil' girlfriend been a fan of this

Bro, keep a stick 'round, doin' spells, Harry Potter
On God, I got no time to waste
The way I treat hoes makes me not want a daughter
Not my birthday but I done got cake like (fuck you, Shady)
Yeah, push yo shit—

Back (shit back), what a shame, what a waste (bitch)
Two twin Glocks, I ain't talkin' Mary Kate (ay, ay)
Can't fuck with all these thots, you way too basic (too basic)
Oh, shit, I just made another K

Let's slow it down and now fast (now fast)
Still braggin' 'bout a bitch with no racks
10K, my fit, why you all up in my bag?
And I be getting to the cash, lil' bitch and that's facts (ay, ay, ay)

Slow it d-d-d-d-, fast
B-B-Braggin' 'bout a bitch with no racks
M-M-M-My fit, why y-y-you-, in my bag
And I be getting to the cash, lil'-lil'-lil'-, back, and that's facts

Slow it d-d-d-d-, fast
B-B-Braggin' 'bout a bitch with no racks
M-M-M-My fit, why y-y-you-, in my bag
And I be getting to the cash, lil'-lil'-lil'-, back, and that's facts