Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time, artist - Lil Baby. Album song Street Gossip, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Time |
Young’n from the projects, fucked around and got it poppin' |
I’m like fuck a Maserati, bought my bitch a Bentley truck |
G5 my blood brother, he be throwin' B’s up |
And me, I got Chanel swag, you know I be C’d up |
I pay cash for every car, you still be the laughing stock |
Kept it real, that’s why I’m fly |
Look at me, I’m on the track |
Don’t look down when I’m on top |
I’m done entertaining clout |
Play with me, you gon' get shot (For real) |
Now they can’t resist us |
Hear 'em tryna diss us |
Really need to miss us |
Prolly with your bitch, bruh |
I bought her a Porsche off a piece of my endorsement |
Richer than my classmates |
She know how my kids taste |
Now I’m on this cash race |
I can’t come in last place |
I done finally went legit |
They count it, so I’m a tax payer |
So you know that mean I’m goin' hard |
'Til my last day |
Still can get 1,000 lbs a week, the gas way |
I got six watches, I’m ahead of time |
I’m goin' all out, if it’s 'bout mine |
I’m gettin' my shine on, I been on my grind |
Feel like I’m different, I’m one of a kind |
Brand new Birkin bag, keep her up to par |
Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off |
Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge |
Just got off parole, made the brody take the charge |
Runnin' through in that Phantom, with the sticks, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) |
All these blues, niggas askin' am I Crip, yeah (Cuz, what) |
Make a move, we X you out, ain’t goin' tic-tac (Brrt!) |
Put a tag on your toe for all that chit-chat (Yeah, yeah) |
The richest nigga in my city, that’s a big fact (Big fact) |
And we don’t do them little planes, we on a big jet (Big jet) |
My dog still movin' that 'caine and he ain’t quit yet (Quit yet) |
I had to tell him when he came «Don't bring no bricks back"(Gang, gang) |
Feel like I’m the chosen one, Rolls truck, I ordered one |
I ain’t mean to buy that bitch a watch, but I bought her one |
Richard Mille, cost a quarter milli' I got more than one |
FN on me, lighter than a bitch, feel like a water gun (Gang, gang) |
I got six watches, I’m ahead of time |
I’m goin' all out, if it’s 'bout mine |
I’m gettin' my shine on, I been on my grind |
Feel like I’m different, I’m one of a kind |
Brand new Birkin bag, keep her up to par |
Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off |
Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge |
Just got off parole, made the brody take the charge |
Living like a porn star, Rollie, 7 pointers |
Opps wanna join us, but we ain’t switchin' sides |
Neck look like a freezer, ain’t savin' no skeezers |
They gave me a reason, now they gotta die |
I don’t want no smoke with you |
If you don’t want no smoke with me |
But dog, if you want smoke with me |
We switchin' shifts, sleep and creep |
I did what they couldn’t do |
Guess that’s why they mad at me |
But what’s up with your vibe, dog? |
Why she keep on @'in me? |
This my strategy |
Keep on stackin' G’s |
Make 'em proud of me |
I went Prada tee |
I went Prada jeans |
I went Prada fleece |
I’m from poverty |
Real talk |
I got six watches I’m ahead of time |
I’m going all off if it’s bout mine |
I’m getting my shine on I been on my grind |
Feel like I’m different I’m one of a kind |
Buy her a Brikin Bag, keep her up to par |
Baby you look better naked you should take it off |
Had to play my role, now I’m taking charge |
Just got off parole make the brodie take the charge |