Album Cover Minute

Minute

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Yo

Yo, Pi′erre, you wanna come out here?

If Young Metro don't trust you, I′m gon' shoot you

I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists

Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip

Selling re-rock, repressin′ a block, slide in your block

Depressing my opps

Counting all this money, getting used to having it

My wallet costs more than what I used to have in it

Ayo, Pi′erre, do you wanna come in here?

I got lots of girls and I got lots of drugs in here

In my studio, it feels like it's a club in here

Bitches fucking ′bout a double, ain't no dub in here

Diamonds shining, I feel like I got the sun in here

Shooters ′round me, who you think you're soning here?

I take a Fanta and I put some mud in there

You say, you′ve got a party, I might pop up there

You a cub, your main bitch fuck me like I'm papa bear

You the type to wild out when the cops are there

I found a trap, my pans and all my pots are there

I'm going fast, who you think you′re stopping here?

I′m balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists

Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip

Selling re-rock, repressin' a block, slide in your block

Depressing my opps

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

I′ma hit it and quit it

You need some drink, plug gon' pull up in a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Gettin′ dressed up in designer, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Offset!

Give me a minute

The coupe is tinted

Knife ended

It's time to go get it

I used to be trappin′ pigeons, now push start and crank the engine

Wrists on frigid, glisten, listen, hundred round drum with the biscuit

La di da di put her on molly, fuck on top of the 'Rari

Python Audi, sitting on Forgis, white baby powder

I thank the plug 'cause me alive

My uncle cooking up dope in front my eyes

Told you open the door, go get the five

She on the Perc, now it′s a vibe

I get the bag it′s automatic, she on the Addy

I got some cash inside the mattress, I got more in the attic

I'm high fashion like I imagined, look at my status

Look at the mathematics, look at the baddest

All made of plastic, I bet this money gon′ last me

I stay in my lane, I don't crash it

Wake up lil nigga, you lackin′ (wake up)

Droppin' the phone, I pass it

I′m balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists

Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip

Selling re-rock, repressin' a block, slide in your block

Depressing my opps

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

I'ma hit it and quit it

You need some drink, I′m gon′ pull up in a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Dressed up in designer, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Got young Navi on the phone, he asking for some wock

Got some bitches in my home, they cookin' on the pot

Know some niggas in the A, still trappin′ at the spot

And we robbing all you niggas, we taking off your top

I'm in Fulton with the slimes, we pull up with them mops

And when I′m talking 'bout the mob, that′s Harlem to the Bronx

I used to ride 'round with that Glock, but now I'm way too hot

Got some niggas who do time for Carti ′cause I got that guap

Got some paparazzi looking at me, waiting on the flock

Fuck these little niggas hating, snitching like some cock

I′m balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists

Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip

Selling re-rock, repressin' a block, slide in your block

Depressing my opps

Yeah

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

I′ma hit it and quit it

You need some drink, I'm gon′ pull up in a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Gettin' dressed up in designer, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Metro Boomin′ want some more nigga

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?