Some Time Today Lyrics

Aye

I just looked at my wrist and I don't got the time today, but I'm makin' time today

Freaky lil bitch and she fuck me all kinda ways, don't know what I'm tryna say

My shooter game too official, he lift up the pistol and blow out your mind today

If we talkin' money, I made about 9 today (Nine hundred or nine bands, nigga you do the Math)

Aye...

And I hit it first but he in his feelings

Get money from rap but, I'm still dealing

Said I left the streets but, I'm still in it

My nigga on drank wit a pill in it

I'm on the top floor sippin' 42 wit a bitch pussy so wet I could live in it

And when I say wet, man I'm talking bout even wit the rubber on you can still feel it

Man, I don't trust bitches I don't like niggas, I don't wanna chat wit em (Huh)

We can get it crackin', spin his block draco sound like it's adlibin (Huh)

Gotta question niggas

Yeah he got the drip but, it got sass in it (Uh)

I'm the one ridin' round Gucci bag wit a lot of cash in it (Yeah)

Niggas ain't street, he ain't really bout it, I don't wanna rap wit em (Huh)

Nigga look frail, think he might tell, I don't wanna trap wit em (Nah)

Ridin' thru the city passin' out plates so I got the pack on me now (Yeah)

Grass stay cut cause I hate snakes so I keep the strap on me now (Yeah)

And I had a glock 'for I had a car (Facts)

If I'm takin' somethin', I take it far (Facts)

I bet the 6-8, I don't play the bar

I keep niggas in tune like an A&R

You try to run off wit them bags

We get on your ass and I bet you won't make it far (We get on your ass)

I been in my bag I'm feelin' so good I might catch a flight to LA tomorrow (I been in my Bag)

I got your bitch tryna play her part

I give her the dick and then break her heart

Can't copy the drip, it's razor sharp

We havin' water like Navy Yard

We playin' wit fifties, we uppin' the standards

Young niggas servin' on camera

She play wit her nose and then she get nasty

I feel like Tony Montana