| Young’n from the projects, fucked around and got it poppin'
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| I’m like fuck a Maserati, bought my bitch a Bentley truck
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| G5 my blood brother, he be throwin' B’s up
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| And me, I got Chanel swag, you know I be C’d up
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| I pay cash for every car, you still be the laughing stock
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| Kept it real, that’s why I’m fly
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| Look at me, I’m on the track
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| Don’t look down when I’m on top
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| I’m done entertaining clout
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| Play with me, you gon' get shot (For real)
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| Now they can’t resist us
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| Hear 'em tryna diss us
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| Really need to miss us
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| Prolly with your bitch, bruh
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| I bought her a Porsche off a piece of my endorsement
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| Richer than my classmates
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| She know how my kids taste
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| Now I’m on this cash race
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| I can’t come in last place
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| I done finally went legit
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| They count it, so I’m a tax payer
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| So you know that mean I’m goin' hard
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| 'Til my last day
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| Still can get 1,000 lbs a week, the gas way
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| I got six watches, I’m ahead of time
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| I’m goin' all out, if it’s 'bout mine
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| I’m gettin' my shine on, I been on my grind
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| Feel like I’m different, I’m one of a kind
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| Brand new Birkin bag, keep her up to par
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| Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off
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| Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge
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| Just got off parole, made the brody take the charge
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| Runnin' through in that Phantom, with the sticks, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
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| All these blues, niggas askin' am I Crip, yeah (Cuz, what)
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| Make a move, we X you out, ain’t goin' tic-tac (Brrt!)
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| Put a tag on your toe for all that chit-chat (Yeah, yeah)
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| The richest nigga in my city, that’s a big fact (Big fact)
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| And we don’t do them little planes, we on a big jet (Big jet)
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| My dog still movin' that 'caine and he ain’t quit yet (Quit yet)
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| I had to tell him when he came «Don't bring no bricks back"(Gang, gang)
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| Feel like I’m the chosen one, Rolls truck, I ordered one
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| I ain’t mean to buy that bitch a watch, but I bought her one
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| Richard Mille, cost a quarter milli' I got more than one
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| FN on me, lighter than a bitch, feel like a water gun (Gang, gang)
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| I got six watches, I’m ahead of time
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| I’m goin' all out, if it’s 'bout mine
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| I’m gettin' my shine on, I been on my grind
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| Feel like I’m different, I’m one of a kind
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| Brand new Birkin bag, keep her up to par
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| Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off
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| Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge
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| Just got off parole, made the brody take the charge
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| Living like a porn star, Rollie, 7 pointers
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| Opps wanna join us, but we ain’t switchin' sides
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| Neck look like a freezer, ain’t savin' no skeezers
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| They gave me a reason, now they gotta die
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| I don’t want no smoke with you
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| If you don’t want no smoke with me
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| But dog, if you want smoke with me
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| We switchin' shifts, sleep and creep
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| I did what they couldn’t do
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| Guess that’s why they mad at me
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| But what’s up with your vibe, dog?
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| Why she keep on @'in me?
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| This my strategy
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| Keep on stackin' G’s
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| Make 'em proud of me
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| I went Prada tee
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| I went Prada jeans
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| I went Prada fleece
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| I’m from poverty
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| Real talk
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| I got six watches I’m ahead of time
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| I’m going all off if it’s bout mine
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| I’m getting my shine on I been on my grind
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| Feel like I’m different I’m one of a kind
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| Buy her a Brikin Bag, keep her up to par
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| Baby you look better naked you should take it off
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| Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge
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| Just got off parole make the brodie take the charge |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Time , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album Street Gossip, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп