Wait 4 Me (Spilt My Brains) Lyrics by Juice WRLD from the “The Party Never Ends” album is a Newly released English song. Wait 4 Me (Spilt My Brains) Lyrics are written by TM88, Pyrex, Southside, Max Lord, Juice WRLD & Rex Kudo while the song is produced by Max Lord, TM88, Pyrex, Southside & Rex Kudo. The song was published on January 6, 2023.
Wait 4 Me (Spilt My Brains) Song Details:
| Song: | Wait 4 Me (Spilt My Brains) |
| Album: | The Party Never Ends |
| Singer(s): | Juice WRLD |
| Produced by: | Max Lord, TM88, Pyrex, Southside & Rex Kudo |
| Written by: | TM88, Pyrex, Southside, Max Lord, Juice WRLD & Rex Kudo |
| Label: | Grade A Productions, Interscope Records, Juice WRLD & Universal Music Group |
| Release Date: | January 6, 2023 |
Wait 4 Me (Spilt My Brains) Lyrics
808 Mafia
Alright
808, uh-huh, huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Gun beat like 808 (Uh-huh)
On this beat with 808 (Uh-huh)
I’m off of them M&M’s (Uh-huh)
Percocet, I can’t see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon’ pull up in a tank (Uh-huh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fu*kin’ her face (Uh-huh)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh-huh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin’ on dank, smokin’ stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I’ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich n!gga from Chicago, ayy (Uh-huh)
All my opps don’t got no aim (Uh-huh)
All the times they could’ve spilt my brains (Uh-huh)
Smokin’ extendo, ayy (Yeah)
.45 with an extendo, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Aim it out of the window, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Where yo’ trap? I need thе location (Yeah, let’s go)
Spend three hundrеd in Jamaica (Yeah, yeah)
We took a baecation, uh (Yeah)
Kill that n!gga like Raiden (Brrt, brrt)
I’m paranoid they gon’ spray me (Brrt)
Uh, totin’ my Glock, I’m faded (Brrt)
Waiting for a n!gga to hate on me (Uh-huh)
Told her I’m gon’ grow to be
the man she want (Yeah, yeah)
Just wait on me (Just wait)
Patience, baby girl have patience
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Smokin’ on this loud (Gas), uh,
ooh, I love the fragrance (Uh)
Smokin’ on this loud (Gas), uh,
can’t hear what you’re sayin’
Money I’ma make, uh (Yeah)
Hearts I’ma break, uh (Yeah)
Attention I’ma take, uh (Yeah)
Do you hear what I’m sayin’? (Uh)
Money I’ma make, uh (Uh)
Hearts I’ma break (Uh, uh)
Gun beat like 808
On this beat with 808 (Uh-huh)
I’m off of them M&M’s (Uh-huh)
Percocet, I can’t see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon’ pull up in a tank (Uh-huh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fu*kin’ her face (Uh-huh)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh-huh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin’ on dank, smokin’ stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I’ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich n!gga from Chicago, ayy (Uh-huh)
All my opps don’t got no aim (Uh)
All the times they could’ve spilt my brains (Uh-huh)
B!tch, I’m from Chicago, I feel like Yeezy,
maybe Michael, uh (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Moonwalk in that pu$$y, call me Jackson,
call me Michael, uh (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Pull up on the scene, choppa read
’em like a Bible (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Where I come from, we was taught to
drop gangster disciple, GDK shit
(Yeah, gang, gang, gang)
Get this cash, get the bag (Uh-huh),
invest in it all (Cha-ching)
John Wall in the fourth (Uh, uh, uh),
all I do is ball (For real)
I’m a horndog, lettin’ her give
me head in the stall (Yeah, uh)
I may go in raw if her pu$$y like
a waterfall (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
I’m a big dog, kickin’ with this ho’
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I really had to cut this b!tch off
Gun got a mistletoe I know
it cannot wait to kiss y’all (Yeah)
And I ain’t missin ho’,
I don’t miss a ho’ at all
My wrist super froze and I got diamonds
by my jaw-aw (Yeah, yeah)
Your b!tch wanna get it on (Yeah, uh)
She know I’m a demon, she got the devil
on her tongue (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my bag, got me feelin’ like
LeBron (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Poppin’ pills laid up with my gun
Gun beat like 808
On this beat with 808 (Oh yeah)
I’m off of them M&M’s (Oh yeah)
Percocet, I can’t see straight (Oh yeah)
She do white like Eminem (Uh, uh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon’ pull up in a tank (Uh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fu*kin’ her face (Yeah)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin’ on dank, smokin’ stank (Yeah)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Yeah, brrt)
On my wrist a Murciélago, ayy (Yeah)
Just a young rich n!gga from Chicago, ayy (Yeah)
All my opps don’t got no aim (Yeah)
All the times they could’ve spilt my brains (Brrt)
GDK shit