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Time Freeze
6
Hip-Hop/Rap
Time Freeze was released on December 11, 2020 by GUAGI Entertainment Group as a part of the album Time Freeze - Single
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Release DateDecember 11, 2020
LabelGUAGI Entertainment Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Taiquan Harris
Troy Taiquan Harris
Songwriter
Sherrod Markel Bethea
Sherrod Markel Bethea
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ima get the bag with my **** & that's facts like a printer, all these **** tryna copy
All these **** tryna copy
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Aye
Ima get the bag with my **** & that's facts like a printer, all these **** tryna copy
Know I got the splash, I be drippin' I could swag on ya bitch, I hit it once, she call me papi
Fuck all the beef, i'm chasing my broccoli
Shawty don't want nobody that's not me
Had to ice out the Patek to make the time freeze
And my ****, they tryna catch a body
I just took the top off the coupe you could see the titties, ouh
Make my bitch feel like she flawless, tell her that she gorgeous & she pretty too
****, all ya shooters look harmless, don't make me go & get the troops
I could see a gap between me & you, I ain't talking bout a missing tooth
My bitch a stallion & my whip Italian
My money keep babbling, iced out my medallions
I be piling all this money like a bouquet
Can't see you ballin', like a toupee
I ain't been to sleep in like two days
Take the fruits of my labor, make a smoothie
Ima get the bag with my **** & that's facts like a printer, all these **** tryna copy
Know I got the splash, I be drippin' I could swag on ya bitch, I hit it once, she call me Papi
Fuck all the beef, i'm chasing my broccoli
Shawty don't want nobody that's not me
Had to ice out the Patek to make the time freeze
And my ****, they tryna catch a body
Yeah I came up from the bottom ****, all I know is pain
**** plot & try to line you when you go & make a name
They gon' play you when you loyal, that's why I don't feel a thing
Got this 4, minding my bidness, i'm just staying in my lane
**** plotting & scheming, I know you mad, huh
Played my position, stayed humble & got my cash up
I get the head & i'm ghostin her like i'm Casper
So many foreigns, i'm parking some in the backyard
I been walking on the blocks where me & opps was steady beefin'
& they love me in the streets, cuz wit this real shit I be preachin'
Everybody want my spot, but I know **** barely decent
If you my bro & I give you my last, don't pay it back, no you can keep it
& that's G shit
Chasing that chicken, i'm counting blue cheese
Sticks get to choppin' like it's Sushi
I don't cuff her, I fuck her, she let me do me
They know Y I got the FN like i'm Lucci
Ima get the bag with my **** & that's facts like a printer, all these **** tryna copy
Know I got the splash, I be drippin' I could swag on ya bitch, I hit it once, she call me Papi
Fuck all the beef, i'm chasing my broccoli
Shawty don't want nobody that's not me
Had to ice out the Patek to make the time freeze
And my ****, they tryna catch a body
Written by: Sherrod Markel Bethea, Troy Taiquan Harris
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