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Time I’m On (Remix)
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Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Three, man (Dubba-AA flexin') AI (Louie Bandz made another one) I ain't never did that, nah Why you acting like?that??Nah I do this?sh*t 'cause sh*t, I just be?in my own world (This is the sound) I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other n***as cap Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', n***as dyin', we gotta show them These b*t*h a** n***as done stole him, and we don't even know them Okay, relax I just sipped the codeine, but the Perc', I took a half I'm leaning, she might drive the Rolls Royce truck so I don't crash I told the b*t*h I'm Never Broke Again 'cause I do math All my cars, they brand new, still got the paper tags Little bit of money, we gon' get 'em gone My b*t*h say I'm trippin' fell in love with the styrofoam I'm drinking codeine out the bottle while I'm smokin' strong That boy play with the gang, we send him off just like a drone I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other n***as cap Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', n***as dyin', we gotta show them These b*t*h a** n***as done stole him, and we don't even know them I ain't sit around, motherf**k what they make, I done went that way I don't play, hundred rounds, hundred racks on your brain, young n***as go rampage This a new Maybach seat, go back more space, right between us, an ice tray Audemar rose gold, I don't know what the time say, new piece that Shyne made Walkin' 'round with racks on me, motherf**k if it's flashy I come straight up out the street, ain't no pretending, no acting I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still f**k with my daddy I'm still thuggin', high as f**k, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home I been tryna make it through the headphones You see me when I came in, I was all alone Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', n***as dyin', we gotta show them These b*t*h a** n***as done stole him, and we don't even know them (This is the sound)
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