Time Zones Lyrics

Two different watches I'm switching my time zone

Fuck that little bitch we don't care that ain't our hoe

That money comes first fuck a bitch that's the motto

Can't fuck wit a bitch less she thick like mulatto

Watch the F's on the rims when you swerving the potholes

Can't sip on no lean less I'm cracking the bottle

23 Like the goat and I'm causing a problem

Hit his bitch for the drop and we got him

We gone thumb through the 50s and band up the hundreds

Stack it and double the numbers

Took off to winters they mad that I'm back for the summer

Now I'm talking my shit like a plumber

In the back of the Bach with a bitch and a Glock if a bitch nigga

Then play you know we gone pop him

Switch to the Mac or the chops we got options

Bust down a bag of the new Mary Poppins

Two of my bitches they fly from Atlanta big bag on my back walk around

Like I'm Santa shit talking to bitches put me in a pamper

They want to leak all my songs like a scandal Cancun in the sand

Double G on my sandal

Big boss I'm a savage you know you can't handle kidnap yo bitch

And I hold her for ransom Most of these bitches gone switch like a channel

No caller ID only pick up for money I started rapping

They thought it was funny I was 19

When I got that quick hundred high than a bitch every day smoke a onion

Back in the day I've been knew I was pressure walk in

With a bag in a bitch doing extra

I know I look sweet but I'm down for the set up got bro in the back

He gonna shoot with his head up

If I play with a bitch no it's chess it ain't checkers pretty as fuck

But I ride with the steppers they never know that I come

With a weapon run up on me then he gets a free blessing

He not a shooter cantshoot with his chin up hotbox the whip

Tell the bitch put the lid up

Took off my ice because I'm already lit up pull it back out

Make that boy put his kit up

Two different watches I'm switching my time zone

Fuck that little bitch we don't care that ain't our hoe

That money comes first fuck a bitch that's the motto

Can't fuck wit a bitch less she thick like mulatto

Watch the F's on the rims when you swerving the potholes

Can't sip on no lean less I'm cracking the bottle

23 Like the goat and I'm causing a problem

Hit his bitch for the drop and we got him

We gone thumb through the 50s and band up the hundreds

Stack it and double the numbers

Took off to winters they mad that I'm back for the summer

Now I'm talking my shit like a plumber

In the back of the Bach with a bitch and a Glock if a bitch nigga

Then play you know we gone pop him

Switch to the Mac or the chops we got options

Bust down a bag of the new Mary Poppins