T!me (feat. Chaela)

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Dior (Dior, Dior, Dior)
Was wearing True Religion like Dior (Dior)
I ain’t never had no chain
But if I did it’ll swing like Peter (Parker)
Made your girl sing like I need Anita (yeah)
She can take dick ouuu she a eater (yeah)
R. Kelly I done pissed on her, it’s liquid gold Velveeta (eww)
Damn he cap no fitted (ouu)
Niggas thrive off pitty (ouu)
You don’t know the worst of what the f*ck I gotta go through
You don’t like my work but I don’t give a f*ck about you
They believe in me like I’m the mother fucking ritual
I’ve been chilling, you’ve been fiending
R.I.P to all my demons
Don’t need to earn no stripes Adidas
For you to call just like a beeper
They say I’m cold I’m tyrna heat up
But I can not just put my feet up
These bitches want my spot
But they gone have to wait until it’s clean up
Time (Time, Time)
Pussy nigga get in line
(You, you) you gone need some time before you want to put that bitch in drive
Bitch stop hitting my line
Shit got me wheezing
Like I’m fucking tired
I can get you high just please do not kill none of my fucking vibe
Hol’up, let me grab it
Never dropped the bag when I had it
My diamonds on my neck, slanging on me like I’m Shaggy
I show it off ‘cause I remember times I ain’t have it
These niggas be fake and these bitches be plastic
I’ma be real to the day of my casket
Don’t mean to boast, I’m just savage
Ha, f*ck all that keeping it classy
I’m doing wheelies while I’m stuck in traffic
If they want smoke, okay nigga we matching
Don’t stop ‘til all of them niggas is blasted
Making them disappear like this shit magic
Last year was down bad and I went broke, and I swear none of you niggas was hearing us
But niggas they know I’m superior
Ran it back, got my shit back in a year
Givenchy (venchy, venchy, venchy)
I square up with them Gs when I’m lonely
Smack ‘em down thinking that he bold, run up on me
Mistook me for them niggas now I’m killing all his homies
Homies, (Homies)
Homies, (Homies)
Now I gotta kill all his homies
I’m slowing my pace
‘Cause f*ck it, I’m winning this race
And none of y’all on me yeah
Damn he cap no fitted (ouu)
Niggas thrive off pitty (ouu)
You don’t know the worst of what the f*ck I gotta go through
You don’t like my work but I don’t give a f*ck about you
They believe in me like I’m the mother fucking ritual
I’ve been chilling, you’ve been fiending
R.I.P to all my demons
Don’t need to earn no stripes Adidas
For you to call just like a beeper
They say I’m cold I’m tyrna heat up
But I can not just put my feet up
These bitches want my spot
But they gone have to wait until it’s clean up
Damn he cap no fitted (ouu)
Niggas thrive off pitty (ouu)
You don’t know the worst of what the f*ck I gotta go through
You don’t like my work but I don’t give a f*ck about you
They believe in me like I’m the mother fucking ritual
I’ve been chilling, you’ve been fiending
R.I.P to all my demons
Don’t need to earn no stripes Adidas
For you to call just like a beeper
They say I’m cold I’m tyrna heat up
But I can not just put my feet up
These bitches want my spot
But they gone have to wait until it’s clean up
Time (Time, Time)
(We got L-O-N-T-H-E-D-O-N)
(We got C-H-A-E-L-A in this bitch)
(Yeah)
(Oh no, oh no)
(Oh no, oh no)

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