Control the Time

[Intro: Dogwood]
Ooh
No (No)
Woah

[Chrous: Dogwood]
Control the time
Control the time
Ooh
No
Control the time
Control the time
I don’t want to leave this world
Ooh

[Verse 1: SAKITARO]
Ay (Huh)
I keep a blade for my enemies
Cut right through painless like I’m holding ketamine (Uh)
I’m starting to feel just like the better me
You ain’t a hater nigga you a fan of me (Uh)
I call the shots the shots just like a referee (Uh)
He mad cause his bitch be a fan of me (Uh)
Don’t even think to put your hands on me
Try it and I’m gonna have me some me felonies (Uh)

[Verse 2: SAKITARO]
Control the time just like my wrist watch
Sick clock, Shawty looking at me like the bitch lost (Uh)
Right there Shawty think I am a big shot
Tryna be my wife, but I know Shawty big thot (Uh)
Come round the house like we kick box
Bitch drop, Had ‘em ducking only after send 6 shots (Uh)
Look at my wrist nigga it’s big rocks
Shawty love my jewelry suck me then you gonna kiss her (Uh)

Choppa gone sing like American idol
Leave that boy terrified picking up random items
I just reach for my fye but ain’t even got to try ‘em
I just load up a new clip and then we fire
On the block so like just we had ‘em lined up
Fuck a deal nigga trust me man I won’t sign it
Ion fuck with these niggas play with my life
You catch one shot to the face nigga come and try it

[Chorus: Dogwood]
Control the time
Control the time
I don’t want to leave this world
Ooh

[Verse 3: Dogwood]
I don’t want to be your replacement
I can’t keep on putting you over my shoulder
Letting shit fly like it’s over
Bitch this shit ain’t over
Got a new girl and she licking on my stones
I don’t know where I’m at, but I know I’m in my zone
I’m headed to the future and I know I’m finna blow
I just popped a 30 and I’m flying through your home
I’m flying through the sky
And I’m flying through your bitch
I just took a 30 and you know I’m finna hit it
Pussy mo’fucker better put me in the mentions
Woah (Woah)

[Interlude: SAKITARO ]
That bitch want my chains she ain’t in for the love fest
I love her back maybe when I pass a drug test
She keep calling ain’t respond ain’t sending no text
You blood sucking bitch I ain’t be wasting no breath
Keep a line of shawties so my main bitch gone play less
Know her competition know this shit a contest
These bitches be waiting for me to sign a check
So they can come out of the woodworks like lil pests (Uh)

I got the numbers no need to rebuttal you
Try press my gang it gone really ugly
You try test my strength you gone see what this cutter do
Try blow my brains but know your Shawty would love to
Got hit close range sorry I got some blood on you
Shot your heart Cupid we ain’t send no love to you (Uh)
You drop my niggas we get above on you
Get my Glock turn L right to a W (Uh)

[Verse 4: SAKITARO]
Pussy boy we ain’t gone sell to you
Scale you with bullets we ain’t gonna measure you (Uh)
Get a bag know that I’m ahead of you
Thankful I shot the wall on purpose stead of you (Uh)
Like a number two pencil put led in you
I don’t think these niggas know what they getting into
I gap these niggas like I got a fit or two
Show up real classy just to put an end to you

Heat up the metal this shit gone be bending too
Glock last forever like this shit got mending two
Drop half your gang I know that shit upsetting you
Ain’t gone kill you shot your legs leave you vegetable

Take your bullshit and your trick nigga etc
I come back take whole your block if I’m mad enough
Half of your day ones be gone you upset lil bruh
Try get revenge you get put the press lil bruh

Thought my niggas leaving folding back
Spin right around cause your block got a cul-de-sac
Smoking on who? Nigga you can’t afford the pack
I’m leaving two of y’all niggas in body bags

What I been through nigga you can’t if it’s facts
Glock 22 got a kick like mortal combat
I’m seeing what you gave but you owe more than that
Go hit the streets nigga might have to have a sell a pack

Fuck around get my stick if you reach for my cash
Holding down once I make it I ain’t coming back
Fucked around with that bitch too much, calling me dad
Shawty want a real nigga I can only give half
Pull the burner all of a sudden that nigga run track
One move man one slip up get turned to a pack
All you hating ass niggas want shit yeah my ass
Glock gone travel through time leave your ass in the past like-

[Outro: SAKITARO]
Glock finna travel through time leave your ass in the past like-
Glock finna travel through time leave your ass in the past life
Glock finna travel through time leave your ass in the past like-
Glock finna travel through time leave your ass in the past life