Time For That

Pistol in my lap tryna see where niggas hidin at cappin like yu wit it but yu not boi ian buying nat got yo shi took now tell yo nigga get his diamonds back niggas so broke i gotta get it im not fine wit that see yo bitch im pipin nat i dont yu so dumb yu wifin nat never cuff a bitch cuz really ian got no time 4 dat niggas lie dey like to cap yu could lose yo life fo dat smokin on sum shit dat knock yu out call it da tyson pack if yu tryna lose yo money nigga we could roll a dice for dat claim yu got da fiend but yu broke n yo spot dont slap how yu tryna beef n yo whole team dont got no strap spinned da block ain see shi i had to double back niggas inna streets still in ta sports cuz dey be runnin track how yu wife a bitch da gang had bro have fun wit that i den been a couple places im not goin back inna game yu gon shoot the ball or yu gon throw it back took sum p’s frm dis one plug n made em grow it back left my hotpocket in the ovеn now is country black when i get rich im buying anchors turn ta country black was yo purpose it ain shi n bro im mеrchin nat pullin up on shi n how im shootin ain no curvin nat ion need alot just gimme something i can work wit that told my lul fuzz to put that down i go to work wit that if we get pulled she stuffin shi like she a turkey bag dont go to work i rather get it off the block or sum yu think yu hard yu gotta gun but yu not poppin nothin i guarantee if i pull up i bet im droppin somethin im high as fuck up innis bitch i think i got the munchies think yu my family but yu not yu is not my cousin get off yo ass n get ah dolla stop always fussin i hit the road n do a hunned im always rushin dont put no trust inside no bitch but the Glock im trustin