BIG30 - Just Wait Til October lyrics

Bring me that dope
Blrrd
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(TurnMeUpYC, ayy, turn me up one time)

Bust down Cartier, but not no glasses
(Not no glasses)
I mix Off White with Dior like
I do not know fashion
(Like I do not know fashion)
I make plays and send hit's
They call me John Madden
(Let's do it)
This Glock 10 got my back
Like I'm DeSean Jackson
(Blrrd, blrrd)
Pop it off, get it cracking (Let's go)
Thirty guns exactly (Exactly)
I might be the nigga having
I ain't doing no jacking
(No jacking)
I cut off a couple niggas
And upgraded my status
(I upgraded my status)
I stopped fucking with them bitches
Now they calling me jazzy
(And now they calling me jazzy)
I ain't jazzy or cocky (No)
I'm just rapidly popping it (No)
For shorty, thousand all twenties
I'm just packing my pocket
(Racks)
Put them diamonds 'round my neck
Now my shit hitting like Rocky
(Facts)
Hit the club, we the opps, bitch
It's just me and my posse
(Grrt)
They just boosted my ego
Fuck around and gave me this ice
(They done gave me this ice)
Ain't no nigga gave me shit
Unless they gave me advice
(Unless they gave me advice)
I got niggas fighting bodies
In the cage with that knife
(They in the cage with that shank)
I was strapped up in the party
I almost stayed with the pipe
(Man, I almost stayed with the pipe)
I know you heard about
That karma, nigga play
Then he die
(Nigga play, then get killed)
Last nigga tried to rob me
He can't tell you he tried
(He couldn't tell you, he died)
He upped the gun, but I got off, just saying
He tried and he died
(Blrrd, blrrd)
And I heard he was your nigga
You ain't slide but you cried
(Slide but you cried)
How that work? You take my nigga
We gon' slide for a week
(Gon' slide for a week)
Make sure you hurt
Take one of mines and we
Gon' come back for three
(One, two, three)
Check out the merch, I be fly, creeping
I put on for SC
(I put on for them, though)
Drop you today, then drop your brother
At your funeral next week
(We gon' drop that ho)
I'm in Mississippi with lil' Rickey
With a chopper that's stolen
(Chopper that's stolen)
He a felon, I'm on paper
So we ain't pulling over
(No, we not pulling over)
Free Kyle Murda, we was sliding foreign
Shots out the rover
(Blrrd)
On Hood Day, might pull up purple 'Vette
Just wait 'til October
(Just wait 'til October)

Yeah, just wait 'til October
Yeah, I bet I'll tell you, "I told you"
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Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd