Lyrics Time Kills - Fukkit

Time Kills

Rollie don’t tick not a stopwatch, Airbnb don’t- uh
Ay, ay, I like that shit, I like that shit, I like that shit
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, uh, uh
Rollie don’t tick not a stopwatch
At the Airbnb don’t cock block
I heard he working at Starbucks
They wannabe like cause they aren’t us
He got popped in his head that was karma
I came right out the mud like larva
Ay, they hearin me spittin out lava
It’s O’s in my chest it’s just like they in commas
Shoot at the floor now he sweat like sauna
We finna make a left I don’t know whose behind us
All that bullshit you talk I won’t put it behind us
We don’t know who you are man they gotta remind us
It’s a bag on his head then they finna assign us
Bitch I’m independent you can’t even sign me
Ah, my plug he connected like Siamese
I got new drugs baby come here and try these
I got the blick on me who gon try me
Birds on a plane man who finna fly these
Lick on the dick baby don’t you dare bite me
They gettin on top of me bitch that’s unlikely
Fly out to London I just like to sight see
The glick started punchin he don’t wanna fight me
I’m way too blunt but you never come like me
I don’t give a fuck bitch no one excite me
I’m high in the sky pullin strings like a kite be
These brand new sneaks you can’t get them on Hypebeast
She suck like mosquito I slap when she fiesty
I don’t know Pooh but I did that boy Shiesty
The bitch off the white and she lick just like Miley
These drugs not natural they built like Kylie
On the beat I go wild in the club I’m with bitches like Destiny’s Child
Pop a bean in this bitch I’ma walk me a mile
You can get shot in your shirt and go out with some style
Ay, how the fuck you know me I ain’t been here a while
My shit too hot I’ma be here a while
Send him, I spin em, my hand on the dial
I told her just fuck you I won’t come to trial
Rollie don’t tick not a stopwatch
At the Airbnb don’t cock block
I heard he working at Starbucks
They wannabe like cause they aren’t us
He got popped in his head that was karma
I came right out the mud like larva
Ay, they hearin me spittin out lava
It’s O’s in my chest it’s just like they in commas