Soon

‘Cause I know it’s gon’ happen soon, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah
Chasin’, I’ve been makin’ moves, yeah
I’m gon’ take it fool, yeah

But I know it’s gon’ happen soon (soon), yeah
Chasin’, I’ve been makin’ moves, yeah
Waitin’ out of places, I’ma take it fool, yeah
You bitches basic, y’all gon’ fake it when I make it too
By then I ain’t takin’ you
All my niggas packin’. 2’s, yeah
Bitch, we gon’ act a fool
Man, this Ruger named Medusa, it got attitude
And I got shooters for your shooters, so who lackin’ too?
Y’all know I ain’t actin’ new, but I know it’s gon’ happen soon, yeah

Call you back, I’m on the Moon
Laughin’ at the niggas used to hate in school
While they was hoopin’, I was really pushin’ weight in school
Still was gettin’ A’s in school
Step in and I fill the room (room, yeah)
I ain’t even bring the juice
I seen lil’ mama, told myself I had to make a move
Fuck all the drama, baby, I ain’t tryna make you choose
Fuck your dude, let’s take a cruise
Drop the top and spin the block, she love the way it vroom (vroom, yeah)
Made a cop and hit the block, turned dollars into blues
I got haters in my city, but they know my love is true
You were [?] didn’t fuck with me, now you fakin’, actin’ new

But I know it’s gon’ happen soon (soon), yeah
Chasin’, I’ve been makin’ moves, yeah
Waitin’ out of places, I’ma take it fool, yeah
You bitches basic, y’all gon’ fake it when I make it too
By then I ain’t takin’ you
All my niggas packin’. 2’s, yeah
Bitch, we gon’ act a fool (We gon’ act a fool)
Man, this Ruger named Medusa, it got attitude (it got attitude)
And I got shooters for your shooters, so who lackin’ too?
Y’all know I ain’t actin’ new, but I know it’s gon’ happen soon

Dreamin’, I gotta go get it
Why you schemin’? You not really with it
See my life is a story, no one speakin’ for me
I wish I could change who it’s written
See I’m one of kind, you know now is my time
Give a fuck about our analytics
A youngin’ had nothin’ but turned into somethin’
I’m Gucci, girl, why is you trippin’?
Fuck all the drama, girl, you not my mama
Lil’ mama get out of my business, ayy
Now I got commas, I feel like Obama
This llama got thirty up in it, yeah
[?] Put me in pajamas
This trauma gon’ hurt for a minute, yeah
Lil’ Madonna ‘cause mama I got a few dollars
Let’s go out for dinner, yeah, yeah, yeah

But I know it’s gon’ happen soon (soon), yeah
Chasin’, I’ve been makin’ moves, yeah
Waitin’ out of places, I’ma take it fool, yeah
You bitches basic, y’all gon’ fake it when I make it too
By then I ain’t takin’ you
All my niggas packin’. 2’s, yeah
Bitch, we gon’ act a fool (we gon’ act a fool)
Man, this Ruger named Medusa, it got attitude (it got attitude)
And I got shooters for your shooters, so who lackin’ too?
Y’all know I ain’t actin’ new
But I know it’s gon’ happen soon (soon, yeah, yeah, yeah)