CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Wish I Could Time Travel
[Intro]:
"Man turn that sh*t up stupid"
Infamous Skid Row
What, uh, cash out
[Verse: A$ap Ant]:
Look at my pocket I got bands now
Switch up the plan, I got fans now
Shot him, we got him, man down
Fake n***as they got all real now
? engine, loud sound
In LA I smoke up a pound
I just do ? on the beat
I turn that b*t*h to a skeet
NX3 skrt
She give me that brain, nerve
I sit across Atlantic ?
Tell Rocky fall back, I got this
Leave ? hotel upgraded to high end
?
I get it Kickin', Bruce Lee
?
[Chorus]:
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
[Verse: A$ap Twelvyy]:
Yea, timing so pеrfect, everything pеrfect, ride with a purpose
Yea, checks on cursive, momma need purses, with big purchase
Fly like Virgin, on a excursion, never get nervous
Pockets was hurtin' to not send a Birkin, we rockin we swervin
They sending the fouls, they 'pending on trial, they holding it down
We holding the count, we loading them out, we rolling and bouncin'
No stuck in the hill, they do it for real, they screamin out murda
I count it, I count it, I count it, I count it, that money for certain
[Chorus]:
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
"Man turn that sh*t up stupid"
Infamous Skid Row
What, uh, cash out
[Verse: A$ap Ant]:
Look at my pocket I got bands now
Switch up the plan, I got fans now
Shot him, we got him, man down
Fake n***as they got all real now
? engine, loud sound
In LA I smoke up a pound
I just do ? on the beat
I turn that b*t*h to a skeet
NX3 skrt
She give me that brain, nerve
I sit across Atlantic ?
Tell Rocky fall back, I got this
Leave ? hotel upgraded to high end
?
I get it Kickin', Bruce Lee
?
[Chorus]:
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
[Verse: A$ap Twelvyy]:
Yea, timing so pеrfect, everything pеrfect, ride with a purpose
Yea, checks on cursive, momma need purses, with big purchase
Fly like Virgin, on a excursion, never get nervous
Pockets was hurtin' to not send a Birkin, we rockin we swervin
They sending the fouls, they 'pending on trial, they holding it down
We holding the count, we loading them out, we rolling and bouncin'
No stuck in the hill, they do it for real, they screamin out murda
I count it, I count it, I count it, I count it, that money for certain
[Chorus]:
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
Imma bring sand to the beach
Everyday bringing my heat
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
I turn a b*t*h to a freak
