Uh (Uh) 

What What What What....Uh 

It's Luni Coleone [Repeat] 



I let him know nigga 

I break him off from the yay 

It's Luni Coleone 

I ain't out for the play 

Time waits for no man and I preach that shit 

Hear the poppin off at mouth 

I'mma bust that lip 

Mista hit him quick 

Mista hit him quicker 

On the down 

Hop in like a gang or group house 

Bout to scratch ho 

Fuck a nigga 

And that's my motto 

On the rizzeal 

If niggas try to flex I eat 'em up like oatmeal 

And fuck a front row 

In the streets that's a no-no 

But if she got ass 

I'mma take her like some no-dos 

I use to bring beans now it's me on the table 

Lookie here Mama now I got my own label 

I'm 22 years old with a beer belly 

Eyes fucked in the club by gone off the smelly 

Been there but done did that niggas 

Down with the dirt 

Pull it out 

Then shoot that nigga 

Where it hurts 



[Chorus:] 

They says time waits for no man 

So I got time to wait on no man 

I'm dumpin with the gat in my hand 

Track nasty on my nuts see the paper ??? 

I let him know it's Coleone on the fuckin gate 

Creep on the patna let him have it with the .38 

I tell u one more gen 

Time waits for no man 

So when I'm commin I'm dumpin 

Bust him with the gat in my hand 



I hit the gas like a motherfucking 3-way ??? 

Leanin bodies in the trunk 

Straight cold ass fuck 

I'm the nigga with the quickest trigger 

Down to pull it 

Dump a whole click if a nigga on some bullshit 

It's West Coast 

Straight entrepreneur 

Lead a bitch to the bank like a fish lure 

And if a motherfucker dump 

I'mma bust him with a sawed-off 

Hop on him like a rabbit 

Dag-nabbit 

I've been pissed off 

Niggas got me fucked up 

Like I'm soft 

But I'm hockin up 

Then that's when yo Grandpa call 

Ain't no greater G than me 

Fuck what you reppin 

Niggas get caught without their motherfucking weapon 

Disrespecting ass holes wanna be hard 

But Oh No! 

If he holler let him go 

Fuck that 

Fuck the ho 

Chitty Chitty I bang blue 

Punk nigga I thought you knew 

Time waits for no man 

So I'm commin at you like a fool 



[Chorus] 



I wish a nigga would run up 

I'm quick to let him have it 

On a lead pistola 

In your ass young faggot 

Used to have love 

But now I'm out to kill people 

Cross game 

You'll be in more shit than a dung beetle 

This California lifestyle livin (Is no joker) 

I work rap and sell bomb yay (To all smokers) 

Hell yeah I'm proud of the life I lead 

Drink 40's till I throw up 

And choke off weed 

Ain't no nigga alive can put fear in this G 

I'm a psycho 

Like ??? boy put that on me 

It's my time to shine 

So I'm going for mine 

Fuck me and my bitch 

Boy this me and my .9 

Out to rule the world nigga 

So...uh...what you gone do? 

It's my style bitch 

And I'll change it if I want to 

Whatever wrap it on up like a doggy bag 

Time waits for not a thang 

Put yo G's on that 



[Chorus] 



Uh Uh Uh Uh...nigga 

What What What What 

Uh It's Luni Coleone 



Uh Uh 

What What What What 

Motherfuckers 



Yall can't fuck wit it