Times Up

MBT

Ay

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)

Ay, like I fuck with Slaughter Gang

I'ma slaughter her (Ay, ay, ay)

I am not a regular lil' **** (I am not a regular)

She look a lil' better with a filter (She looks a lil' better)

Told when I see her I'ma fuck her like I missed her (Fuck her like I missed her)

**** 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

I don't give a fuck about this jewelry and designer

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, hoe, 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 purse

Kick the trap in and we stickin' up the clerk

Uh, if I'm feelin' bad, I just fix it with a Perc, uh

Ay, big timer, gangstar in designer

You knew what was comin' with this shit when you signed up

Real rich ****, pay a hunnid for a line-up

Old **** dissin' on my name 'cause they time up

Ay, big timer, gangstar in designer

You knew what was comin' with this shit when you signed up

Real rich ****, pay a hunnid for a line-up

Old **** dissin' on my name 'cause they time up

Bitch

MBT