Wolff - Gimme a Minute Lyrics

Uh, look
This sound like some Drake and 21 shit, looking for a wife
I don't need another dumb bitch, drum Kit
Give her rapid-fire, make her cum quick
Homebody, I be in the house, I'm on some blum shit
I be out the way, my brodie on some dump shit
That nigga ain't a editor, but all he do is dump clips
Pump shit, slow your roll them brakes, you better pump it
Before you six feet deep and your mama cryin to trumpets
I'm indecisive on the track, but I know I'ma kill em
These niggas say they back, but that shit giving Ben Simmons
I ain't make no lemonade, but life kept on handing me lemons
I'm locked in, can't look away, cause I got tunnel vision
Full steam ahead, because I'm on a f*cking mission
They tryna split up the team, it ain't simple division
You putting him over me, that's a stupid decision
I know that I'ma make it, let's call it intuition
It's beauty in the struggle, it's pain in the hustle
Flex and show your muscle, but don't get jacked like Russell
I'm tryna make this green sprout like it came from Brussels
These niggas just be chatting, they need a f*cking muzzle
I can't be restrained, got too much energy
I keep killing beats, what's gotten into me
Ben Frank, that's the only f*cking friend I need
These niggas kissing ass, they human centipede