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• Artiste: Asian Da Brat
• Titre: Time Is Ticking
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Jarvis Niggas ain't down, they weird Going, I’m going like Tony Time is ticking, ayy T-time is ticking, money Gotta stack my bread til’ Sunday Gotta move right, bitches bummy (uh) Last bitch said I’m pussy, fronting Talking that bag, run it Ain’t shit in my past funny I turned nothing into something, we outside you bluffing (let’s go!) Leak shit, ain’t with it You sneak diss us, we spinning Spent two many racks in Lennox Popped me a pill, I’m geeked, I’m itching Two fifties, titties, ain’t met a nigga fit it Pull up, Maybach, windows tinted I’m forever gang and winning Bro sentenced, they pinned him, he locked up, penitentiary His son, getting a lil bigger, heart real heavy I don’t show no feelings (uh-uh) That mula, I need it (uh-huh) Gotta bag this year, I’m greedy (uh-huh) Glock nine, hollows feed it (boom! boom!) His new bitch, she wanna be me (bitch) I remember way back, my auntie selling crack (gang) Them junkies in the back, trap-house with them mice and rats Don’t ask me shit, don’t do that These niggas running through that They asking how you do that? I’m from where they die and cool at What happened to keeping it real? These niggas ain’t down, they weird Don’t cry no more, no tears Just ran down on a bitch in the hills (on gang) What happened? Bitch who phony? If I go, then I’m going like Tony Don’t speak, cause niggas don’t know me Money fetish, fucking on me T-time is ticking Gotta stack my bread til’ Sunday Gotta move right, bitches bummy Last bitch said I’m pussy, fronting Talking that bag, run it Ain’t shit in my past funny (uh, uh) I turned nothing into something, we outside you bluffing (let’s go!) Leak shit, ain’t with it You sneak diss us, we spinning Spent two many racks at Lennox Popped me a pill, I’m geeked, I’m itching Two fifties, titties, ain’t met a nigga fit it Pull up, Maybach, windows tinted I’m forever gang and winning (on gang!) Applying, focused on my grind Ain’t no nigga steal my shine, it will leave you blind If I'm going, I'm going like Tony, go!