Bad Timing Lyrics

I was counting my money bitch you called at a bad time

I be getting this money fucking hoes at the same time

Nigga run up on me we gone leave his ass flatline

Sticks with the drums on them bitches like the band line

You know I ain't going for that shit I told you last time

Up here with the birds and the planes bitch I'm that high

Remember I was fucked up times changed now I'm that guy

These girls just want my racks got these bitches pulling my pants down

Yeah I'm the man now yeah I got fans now

If it's bout some motion you can hit my main line

This the mother fucking pay back bitch James brown

Youngin left his mask at home he on gang time

He ain't got no sense he just want to stain some

I'm trying to tell him chill but bro gone do his thing yeah

I take your main bitch and fuck her like I love her

I don't trust shit but my pistol and this rubber

I be on a money mission over here we running shit

Got to keep my gun on me run I'm gone punish him

Had to cut my new bitch off that bit keep on bugging me

Put my phone on dnd don't be interrupting me

I was counting my money bitch you called at a bad time

I be getting this money fucking hoes at the same time

Nigga run up on me we gone leave his ass flatline

Sticks with the drums on them bitches like the band line