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Ain't Got Time ft. Frog Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down a .380 cause when I slide
I ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up under my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' a case
We came from the bottom like a dime bag of shake
First of all, better watch what you say
First of all, better watch where you lay
Trusting hoes get you shot in your face
In the gated community, thought it was safe
Outside, right in front of her place
Peek through the bushes, make sure that it's safe
You come outside, we gon' draw down today
That nigga died right up where he lay
Handlin' business, I ain't never afraid
Too many bitches, I ain't never been played
Too many hoes, bitch, I always get paid
That bitch ain't mine, she forever get slayed
You wear a cape, that hoe forever get saved
I'm from the slum, cook a brick in her face
Tote a , drum shoot a, clip in her face
Take it out, then I bust on her face
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down the .380 cause when i slide
Ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up out of my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' the case
We came from the bottom like a dime bag of shake
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down a .380 cause when I slide
Ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up out of my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' the case
We came from the bottom like a dime bag of shake
When I slide, slap some grease on my shoes
I dib and dab, got that dig up some roots
All my teeth are gold, let me polish my jewels
I feel like Mr. T, I pity these fools
I clean the chopper while I'm slappin' her booty
She get drunk and fuck talkin' like my cousin Deucey
My first strap was a little bitty deucey
Excuse me, hold on, let me introduce you
They say I'm cold, let me wrap in a koozy
cashmere get your hand off my coogi
I need a straitjacket I'm too much a nuisance
I keep an 9 black as hell just like Boosie eyes
300, yards with that iron sight
I got eyes in the back of my head
That's hindsight, pussy, go get your mind right
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down a .380
Cause when I slide, ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up out of my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' the case
We came from the bottom like a dieback of shade
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down a .380
Cause when i slide, ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up out of my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' the case
We came from the bottom like a dime bag of shake
Really ain't got time for this shit
I grab the revolver, put down a .380
Cause when I slide, ain't leavin' no traces
Tracer rounds hit you right in your face
50 rounds right up under my K
Leather gloves got me dodgin' the case
We came from the bottom like a dime bag of shake