"Out Of Time" lyrics
(All the clocks are ticking)
(Will you cut me some? Will you cut me some?)
(All the prices increasing) Runnin' out of time, nigga
(For really, uh, for really, uh, Kutta, cut that shit up, man)
Patek, Rollie, AP, Sky Dweller
Flooded, iced out, Plain Jane
Five hundred Richard Millie (Richard Millie)
I can see me now, turnin' up my city (A Town)
I got these young bitches goin' crazy off that freak ho (Nigga, what?)
I know you gettin' money back then but your car repoed (Say what?)
I don't got respect for no sucker, no buster, no bitch, nigga (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
'Cause she ain't like ballin', she a gold digger (She a gold digger)
And I like shootin' 'cause I'm a thug, nigga (I'm a thug, nigga)
You ain't gettin' no respect 'cause you a fuck nigga (A fuck nigga)
I don't trust no nigga want positions in the front
He'll cross you out, backstab you, leave your ass for dead, nigga (21, 21)
Keep your eyes open, nigga, and you better keep your gun
Have your thirty on you, better keep one up in the head, nigga (21, 21)
I like smoke so we can crash out (Crash out)
I know a nigga who act gangster but get papped out (What, nigga?)
I know this nerd nigga from my school now he trapped out (Say what, nigga?)
Derisha didn't want to let me fuck but she get clapped now (Ha, bitch)
I rap now, so, shit, you know I get this way, I get my way
You know? You know how that shit go
These hoes be couped out, ready to fuck somethin'
Four hundred Maybach truck (Maybach truck)
I can see it now my hood turned up (G Block)
If a nigga keep on dissin', he get burned up (Bah)
Put these switches on these Glocks, you got us fucked up (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Got no respect for no sucker, no buster, no bitch, nigga (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Better hop down, bit', 'cause I'm a rich nigga (I'm a rich nigga)
Why your boyfriend stay mad 'cause he ain't it, nigga? (He a bitch, nigga)
I'm on the block right now, I'm with my stick, nigga (Mwah)
To my girlfriend (Mwah, mwah)
My baby, my wife, I sleep with her (Mwah)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Give me kissie, baby)
Uh-huh (Give me my stick, baby)
(Will you cut me some? Will you cut me some?)
(All the prices increasing) Runnin' out of time, nigga
(For really, uh, for really, uh, Kutta, cut that shit up, man)
Patek, Rollie, AP, Sky Dweller
Flooded, iced out, Plain Jane
Five hundred Richard Millie (Richard Millie)
I can see me now, turnin' up my city (A Town)
I got these young bitches goin' crazy off that freak ho (Nigga, what?)
I know you gettin' money back then but your car repoed (Say what?)
I don't got respect for no sucker, no buster, no bitch, nigga (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
'Cause she ain't like ballin', she a gold digger (She a gold digger)
And I like shootin' 'cause I'm a thug, nigga (I'm a thug, nigga)
You ain't gettin' no respect 'cause you a fuck nigga (A fuck nigga)
I don't trust no nigga want positions in the front
He'll cross you out, backstab you, leave your ass for dead, nigga (21, 21)
Keep your eyes open, nigga, and you better keep your gun
Have your thirty on you, better keep one up in the head, nigga (21, 21)
I like smoke so we can crash out (Crash out)
I know a nigga who act gangster but get papped out (What, nigga?)
I know this nerd nigga from my school now he trapped out (Say what, nigga?)
Derisha didn't want to let me fuck but she get clapped now (Ha, bitch)
I rap now, so, shit, you know I get this way, I get my way
You know? You know how that shit go
These hoes be couped out, ready to fuck somethin'
Four hundred Maybach truck (Maybach truck)
I can see it now my hood turned up (G Block)
If a nigga keep on dissin', he get burned up (Bah)
Put these switches on these Glocks, you got us fucked up (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Got no respect for no sucker, no buster, no bitch, nigga (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Better hop down, bit', 'cause I'm a rich nigga (I'm a rich nigga)
Why your boyfriend stay mad 'cause he ain't it, nigga? (He a bitch, nigga)
I'm on the block right now, I'm with my stick, nigga (Mwah)
To my girlfriend (Mwah, mwah)
My baby, my wife, I sleep with her (Mwah)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Give me kissie, baby)
Uh-huh (Give me my stick, baby)
Writer(s): Julius Rivera, Morris Jones, Harold Glenn, Zachary Mullett, Matti Mikael Haataja, Simo Samuel Haataja, Vincent Desrosiers
