Video Dont Waste My Time de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Dont Waste My Time Lyrics

[Intro: Keyshia Cole]
London on da Track, yeah
(London on da Track, bitch!)
Can't kick it how we kick it
(Hahahahaha)
We tell a trick to kick the rocks
I see the bullshit, I dismiss it
I done been through a lot
I done been around the block
(We got London on da Track)
Can't let you, boy, don't try nothing

[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
So don't waste my time, 'cause I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
Ohhh, ohhhh
Ohhh, playin' with my mind

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Oohhh, I can't think right
Hurry up and move, or you get snake bite
If you snooze you lose, well I might fuck your wife
You can call me Tom Cruise, I wanna wreck your life
Wreck it, red coupe, spaghetti and I check it
Oh yeah, we havin' more fun than Andreas
All white attire like I'm at a weddin'
And I just wanna be like Ox from Belly
Ohhh you push me to the rim
You know I'm your little baby
I'm stackin' bread and it's wheat like Timbs
Fuck a start, bae you know you wanna race but please
[Chorus: Keyshia Cole (with Young Thug)]
Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
So don't waste my time, 'cause I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
Ohhh, ohhhh
Ohhh, playin' with my mind

[Verse 2: Keyshia Cole]
How many times do I gotta give you
Til you realize I'm the one
I'm tired of playin' these games witcha baby, yeah
Cause you'll never realize
No one will do you like I do
Or love you like I do
And I'm so tired of the games
Trying to throw me in my game, won't let you play with my

[Chorus: Keyshia Cole]
Don't waste my time, I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
So don't waste my time, 'cause I don't have it for you
You're blowin' mine, playin' with my mind
Ohhh, ohhhh
Ohhh, playin' with my mind
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I won't ask her for a chance cause your heart cold
These are little niggas, call 'em tadpoles
You know I want that ass and mouth, so what you ask for?
I spent 150 for 200 on her dash board
Yeah, ride it fast like a Nascar
You a peasant what you stand for
I get dirty bands like a drug lord
I got lots of spots like a tiger