[Lyric] Waste No Time (ThatKidRoro & DankPersian)

[Intro: ThatKidRoro & DankPersian]
Salaar made this beat
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus: ThatKidRoro]
Time is money, so I can't be wasting time, huh
I been tugged by my dolo, on my grind, huh
Ever since I got some money, hard to find, huh
If you wanna knock me off, there's a line, huh
All these hoes hit my phone, like, "Where you been at?"
Why you worried? Back then, they ain't let me in that
In high school, you was a bum, and now you with that?
Just because it's ThatKidRoro, they gon' skip that

[Verse 1: ThatKidRoro]
They say I act like the shit, I'm just playin' the part
Glock blew his brains out, his head look like Bart
I done seen so many times, I'm still prayin' to God
Paranoid out in public, so I keep a Glock (Boom, boom)
They gon' hate on my moves, so I do what I want
Elеven hundred red bottoms, that's your rеnt for the month
My mom says far too much, put an eighth in a blunt
How is this your main bitch, but I'm smackin' her butt?
Ayy, these fuckboys been gettin' on my nerves
They probably all still mad I fucked all their girls (Pussy)
No punk fakes fadeaways, I feel like I'm Durk
I got 'em singing like The Voice, but I'm not Lil Durk
I just punched a new card and I'm hopin' it works
Green light, it went through, 'boutta buy her a Birk' (Gang)
I just caught an opp slippin', finna buy me a shirt
Piss on it, light it up, joint his body in the dirt
[Chorus: ThatKidRoro]
Time is money, so I can't be wasting time, huh (Okay)
I been tugged by my dolo, on my grind, huh
Ever since I got some money, hard to find, huh
If you wanna knock me off, there's a line, huh
All these hoes hit my phone, like, "Where you been at?"
Why you worried? Back then, they ain't let me in that
In high school, you was a bum, and now you with that?
Just because it's ThatKidRoro, they gon' skip that

[Verse 2: ThatKidRoro]
They gon' skip all my songs just because it's me
Cops and opps both against me, that's a double team
ThatKidRoro, FOA, come and blow the team (Gang)
Close range is super bad, I got blood on my jeans
I got her blowin' me for hours like an air mattress
My ice solar like eclipse, you shouldn't stare at this
I always say I touch a mil', let's let this shit happen
Up the Glock, he tryna strike us, nigga, quit dancin'
If I go back down bad, I'll rob a mansion (Yes, I would)
When I'm sober, I go crazy, Marilyn Manson
Abe Lincoln when you spit, that nigga big cappin'
This nigga snitchin' for the cheese, Feds rat trappin'
Big boy, 'bout my green, I feel like an ogre (I'm like Shrek)
I win big with stale face like I'm playin' Poker
No one cares that you exist, boy, you South Dakota
She ain't have her own room, I had to poke her on the sofa