Times Up

MBT Aye I know she a thot, but I still cuffed (still cuffed) She a hood bitch, I had to boss her up (bossed up) Step clean on the scene Put yo' daughter up (put yo' daughter up) Aye, like I fuck with Slaughter Gang I'ma slaughter her (aye, aye, aye) I am not a regular lil' nigga (I am not a regular) She look a lil' better with a filter (she look a lil' better) Told when I see her I'ma fuck her like I missed her (fuck her like I missed her) Niggas really dyin' in my city So I'm sticked up Uh, pressure make diamonds I'm a cold steppa I be switchin' up the climate (aye) I don't give a fuck about this jewelry and designer (aye) I heard he was dissin', where he at? I wanna sign him (pussy) Ass on your head Like I'm Dave from the grave (Dave from the grave) She thought I was hurt Bitch, you played Ho, I'm paid Get money Chains on my neck like a slave Hey, honey She say, "Let me put it in your face" (ha) Back from the dead, back from the dirt We take racks out the bank We put faces on a shirt I was runnin' through the trenches, I ain't never go to church I was runnin' up them commas While my mama was at work Uh, she say she a fan, so I hit her in my merch Yeah, I got them bands That don't mean you get a percent Kick the trap in and we stickin' up the clerk Uh, if I'm feelin' bad, I just fix it with a perc (uh) Aye, big timer, gangstar in designer You knew what was comin' with This shit when you signed up Real reach nigga, pay a hunnid for a line-up Old niggas dissin' on my name 'cause they time up (uh) Aye, big timer, gangstar in designer You knew what was comin' with this shit when you signed up Real reach nigga, pay a hunnid for a line-up Old niggas dissin' on my name 'cause they time up Bitch! MBT