Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time Travel, artist - ZaeHD & CEO. Date of issue: 27.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Time Travel |
| Aye, pop out in the city, get popped like a bitch |
| Diamonds be hittin', you see through the tint |
| Your diamonds be blurry, I might have to squint |
| From the back, apply pressure, I might leave a dent |
| You bought a chain but you ain’t pay yo rent |
| I’m doin' straight but bitch you got me bent |
| You keep talkin' lil' bitch and I might just get pissed |
| Just made a fifty, I started with ten |
| I got in trouble my piece |
| Good thing there’s ice on my wrist |
| I’m drinkin' Scotch and she drinkin' on Henny |
| Told her to get in this whip with no benny |
| She wanna get in but she is a penny |
| Walk 'round in designer, walk 'round with a semi |
| I got me som money, I got me some mony |
| And it came from rappin', it’s not from no stimmy |
| I come from the city where niggas be parkin' they cars and they bitches be |
| showin' they titties |
| I’m swervin', I’m drivin this Scat Pack through traffic |
| It’s lemon-lime, I know the people gon' see it |
| They like «Poof, gone» do magic like genies |
| The roof gone, look up and see Venice |
| I’m lit 'cause my lyrics on Genius |
| I’m not textin' her back 'til it is convenient |
| I’m pullin' her bundles on Twitch |
| I run him down, woop is ass with a switch |
| I’m gettin' money, they think it’s a glitch |
| Now I’m wearin' purple like |
| I caught a bad bitch, flew the bitch to the Westcoast |
| Then scratchin' her name off the list |
| I’m all in her throat, let’s see if you can dry this bulge |
| Drink wocky', I don’t want no Tris |
| I’m sippin' dirty, I got my cup doubled |
| I drip head from toe, bitch, don’t step in my puddle |
| If I pull up on you, I ain’t tryna cuddle |
| Let’s get to the point, bitch, you Netflix and fuckin' |
| Keep it 100, won’t change for the money |
| Monkey see, monkey do, you niggas monkeys |
| Dig in that pussy like Halloween pumpkins |
| When I get the pack, I’ma dunk it like drimane |
| I jump off the porch, I was like |
| These VVs gon' shine in the winter and summer |
| I rolled a wood and it’s thick like a mummy |
| Smoke that to the face, make me walk like a zombie |
| You seen them guys and I heard you was runnin' |
| I’m movin' slick, I can’t hang with no dummy |
| Might hop on a jet, catch a flight straight to London |
| Speakin' of London, I’m smokin' pound cake, I’m in London |
| If I like the bitch, I’ma like it and cum it |
| You speakin' on shit that you did, I been done it |
| It seem like the pussy get wetter when she wear the bun |
| And I pull it straight out when she cummin' |
| I think 'bout that money from Monday through Sunday |
| I walk with a limp 'cause my pockets too chubby |
| I’m baggin' these bitches 'cause my name is Bugsy |
| We slimin' him out with professional gunmans |
| I like a bitch that’s gon' listen |
| Prove me that you’re loyal, take me on your titty |
| Suck it all up, bitch, don’t stop 'til you finish |
| Lil' hoe can’t get nothin' but some dick and some shipments |
| I’m ballin' like Dennis, my youngins' a menace |
| Hop out the bed, I just know that I’m winnin' |
| I’m on rodeo with stars in the ceilin' |
| Rip goin' down, all black like a villain |