Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Today, artist - Moneybagg Yo.
Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Time Today |
I just looked at my wrist, I got time today |
Fuck it, I’m crossin' a line today |
The hate be so real, the love be fake |
Be bumpin' they gums and bumpin' my tape |
Don’t go against me then ask from my help |
Go get out your feelings and get it yourself |
Might got the same shoes but you ain’t gon' stop (No) |
The shit that you just put out, you could’ve kept, yep |
She got a nigga, he gotta share (Why?) |
You can’t compete when you can’t compare (Period) |
She ate the dick through my underwear (Uh) |
Got up and got ourself out of thre |
I see they put me on mmes and thing |
Don’t speak on my life without knowin' the real |
Eight figures a year, what it cost me to live? |
Don’t hold it, just say what you feel but |
Watch your mouth 'fore I fly out your bitch (Where?) |
To a place that she didn’t know exist (Gone) |
Mediterranean, water my wrist (Bitch) |
Keep it on piss how I’m talkin' my shit |
Six-figure check for a show, man I’m lit (Lit) |
Let’s celebrate now my bag legit (Go) |
These niggas with me with whatever I’m with (Yeah) |
They know who did it, got everybody hit, bitch (Brr) |
I don’t like niggas, I don’t like bitches |
I don’t like nobody (Nobody, Nobody) |
We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial |
How you wanna go 'bout it? |
(How you wanna do it?) |
I don’t backtrack, man, fuck that, I don’t miss nobody (I don’t miss nothin') |
Left it on seen, I ain’t write back, I don’t trust nobody (Yeah) |
I just looked at my wrist, I got time today |
Fuck it, I’m crossin' a line today |
The bitches’ll cry, be lyin' to your face (Yeah) |
Slickin' it up, gotta know how they play |
If the money wasn’t straight, she wouldn’t be here today (Hahaha) |
Any man, shorty know what to say |
You ain’t me so it’s hard to relate (Look) |
How much cash how I fuck up every day? |
(Big Bagg) |
Don’t play with me, baby, go play with your pussy |
You see him in person these niggas be chirpy |
A huncho it cost you a Quavo to move me |
I’m worth it, the proof in the pudding |
Surrounded by bitches (Gone) |
I’m lookin' like but that ain’t my girlfriends, ha |
When I’ma spin on your block, back to back when I finish it, look like the |
world end |
I ain’t ask for it, they give it to me |
Niggas is false and they hands are free |
He get caught in the middle, that’s bullseye |
You got hit but we were targettin' he |
Capital E,, a key |
But my bitch pressure |
I don’t like niggas, I don’t like bitches |
I don’t like nobody (Nobody, Nobody) |
We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial |
How you wanna go 'bout it? |
(How you wanna do it?) |
I don’t backtrack, man, fuck that, I don’t miss nobody (I don’t miss nothin') |
Left it on seen, I ain’t write back, I don’t trust nobody (Yeah) |