Drego, Beno, Teejayx6 - In A Min lyrics

(Antt did the track, I got exotic pack)

In a minute, I'ma send it
(I'ma send that shit)
Have we met? No, we didn't (No, we didn't)
I'm back on the road, uh
I'm back in that kitchen
This bitch out of control
She all in my business
Baby, let me know what you want for Christmas
I just caught the load, gave it to my niggas
This thirty thousand whole
Let's throw it on them bitches
In a minute, I'ma send it


I can't hit the road, I got cases pending
All my bitches cold, got they makeup finished
Hit the corner store
Bitches want some liquor
She wanna blow my dome 'cause
That Perc' up in her
I just fucked a nigga bitch
All it took was some liquor
Seen some shit on the dark web
A nigga tried to sell his liver
Used a fake credit card
I didn't pay for my dinner
Swiped my bitch some makeup
It was made by Kylie Jenner
I'll scam anybody
Don't really care about your gender
Really active in them stores
I'm tryna hide from all the cameras
Scammed a Young Thug wannabe, he from Atlanta

Pour that drank up, goddamn
I miss that Fanta
I might whip me up a Patek, buy an Aston
She from overseas, yeah, she speaking Spanish
But she can't hit my
Scene 'cause she dramatic

Oh, you really wanna ride?
Wanna slide with me?
I'm too high up off the lean
Can you drive for me?
Ooh, I'm cookin', wanna ride with me?
I'm too high up off the drink
Can you drive for me? Ooh

I just fucked a bitch named Christine
Then I sold a nigga some green lean
Left a pussy-ass nigga dead on the scene
I heard you got kicked out
You late on your bills
You shop at Forman Mills, flexin' fake bills
I sold him fake pills
A comment got him killed
Punchin' online with credit cards
I just caught a steal
At the liquor store gettin' some 'Woods
I just caught an opp

My bitch got China white, lean lean
Ain't no beatin' us, the dream team
Yeah, I'm king status, supreme me
Welcome to the rewards of bein' me
Uh, this shit, it get so serious
It get so berious
Don't call me Vin Diesel when
You get me furious
VVS straight from Africa, it's from Siberia
Put that work up in the Acura, yeah

Oh, you really wanna ride?
Wanna slide with me?
I'm too high up off the lean
Can you drive for me?
Ooh, I'm cookin', wanna ride with me?
I'm too high up off the drink
Can you drive for me? Ooh

(Beatgang)