"No Time" lyrics

[Playboi Carti:]
Check it out
Wake up in the morning and know I gotta do this shit
Ay, let's do it
(Cannon)

We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch, she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here, they stay lying (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lying (Hold up)

[Gunna:]
Four, five, six, seven bitches keep calling my line (My line)
You cap like Mitchell & Ness, little nigga, stop lying (No cap, nah)
Chop that top on my Lam', I'm living my life (Living my life, nah)
Chopped-up chicken and shrimp cut in my rice (Uh)
Spanish bitch call me papi, I can make her my wife (Make her my wife)
She want new Versace, put Medusa on her eyes (Medusa on her eyes)
Me and Cash Carti got them sisters, 'bout to put 'em on a flight (Put 'em on a flight)
Diamonds in the Cartier lenses, you can see 'em in the night (See 'em in the night)
Call Balmain, ask 'em why my jeans so tight? (Jeans so tight)
No, traffic in all lanes, I don't think you really wanna ride (Really wanna ride)
Young GunWun one up, you not my kind (Not my kind)
Five, six, seven, eight watches, I ain't wasting my time (Wasting my time)

[Playboi Carti:]
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch, she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here, they stay lying (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lying (Hold up)

My bitch fine, huh
You don't wanna lie, hold up
My bitch biting, hold up
These niggas been biting, yeah
But my diamonds keep biting, uh
These hoes be biting, hold up
These niggas be biting, hold up, hold up
Bitch, I'm the bomb, yeah, Bin Laden
Got a bitch hitting the line right now, yeah, say she got molly, uh, yeah
Sour, yeah, I don't do sour (Nah, yeah)
OG, you know me, yeah
It's cold outside, I need a long sleeve, yeah
Balling on your ho like Kobe, uh (Balling)
Dunking on your ho like no B
Bald head like Ginóbili
Piru, watch my nose bleed
That boy dead
Arm and a leg, hold up, yeah
Head and chest
Turning your head
Take your bread

We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch, she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here, they stay lying (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Riding 'round town with a bad ass bitch (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these niggas, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lying (Hold up)