Lyrics Type of Time - Stevie Stone

Type of Time

Cheese and crackers with the wine
I’m on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Look at the watch, it cost me five
I got that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Time
Top 10, top of time
But he ain’t know it
Disappear, the residue, could smell the purp blowing
Bunch of goofie-ass niggas that is not a foreign
It’s time to cross you niggas out you fuckin' Maricóns
My type of time, I’m on my grind, that bitch look like Selena
Mami Moka call me papi, chula mamacita
Sip some Pino' in the PM, cheese and crackers flexing
Slide them panties to the side and start applying pressure
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Got another one
Think they got another one
Bitch I’m coming up
Whole 'nother level I done leveled up
Popped off, popped off
Time dated, time dated
Dropped off, off
Got the block waiting
Hey what’s good family
Make sure they got that motherfucking wine on ice
And make sure they got my cheese and crackers too
Cheese and crackers with the wine
I’m on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Look at the watch, it cost me five
I got that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Time
It was me, Spaide R.I.P.P.E.R., and Mako
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Type of time and we gon' do it for the bankroll
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Talking money?
We’ll match it
Gang, gang and I’m gassin'
Head-shot with a red-dot
Blank stare, walking right past ya
It’s a pat-down
I pat pockets on fuck niggas when passing
My type of time, my memo bag
No Kaliko but I’m spazzing
And y’all know they let a nigga off the leash
Stevie been resting
I’m a threat, B
I’m the bestie
I got a short fuse so don’t test me
And don’t stress me
Like I send a full clip to a nigga’s own chest piece
Never let a nigga disrespect me
No hands out, they can’t check me
And that’s real
Aye Spaide
Yo, man, you gotta call the plug back
We done ran out of cheese, crackers and wine
Cheese and crackers with the wine
I’m on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Look at the watch, it cost me five
I got that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I-I'm on that type of time
I’ll put a bullet in your mind
I’m on that type of time
Bitch I might wife you if you find I’m on that type of time
Time