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[Intro]
I must be dreamin' (I must be dreamin')
I must be dreamin', we have no time for remorse
I show too much love, I been chillin'
I hate when I have to go through shit for shit to wake me back up and make my mind just be like (COUPE)
I don't give a fuck 'bout nothin', nigga, yeah
[Chorus]
It's time, it's time (It's time), it's time (For a nigga to die), pussy nigga
It's time (I'm Slime), it's time (I'm big Slime), it's time (It's all the time, work)
It's time (I get money), it's time (I got they hoes, they on my dick, them hoes stay comin', yeah, they know it), it's time
It's time (Bitch, big money), it's time (Bitch, big money, I got more money, I'm gettin' and they know it), it's time
[Verse 1]
Call 911 (Okay), bring the yellow tape (Bring the yellow tape)
Finna pull out the belt (Yeah), get a nigga spanked
Put 'em on a shelf (Put 'em on a shelf), put that bitch away
We don't need no help (Don't need no help), what the fuck they think?
Bitch, I'm super rich (I'm super rich), came from the bottom (Yeah)
Came from the bottom, auto-round with a choppa
Bitch, I'm on my shit (I'm on my shit), got a lot of problems (Probems)
Ninety-nine problems, but your bitch ain't none of my problems (Bitch ain't none of my problem)
But, bitch, I'm on my shit (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?), I could never slip (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round the 6, keep it on me, thirty in my clip (Thirty, in my clip)
I'm tryna get 'em hit (Get 'em hit), get a nigga flipped, snap my fuckin' fingers, swear to God, I make him disappear (Outta here)
This shit right here (Uh-huh), this that real shit (This that real shit)
This that real deal, East Atlanta, real kill shit (Kill, nigga)
This that East Atlanta, real deal, go and drill shit (Yeah)
This that real deal, East Atlanta, Holyfield shit (Yeah, knock shit out, pow)
Yeah, I knock out shit, I slide through the street after dark, man, I'm ridin' with them sharks (With them sharks, eat 'em)
It ain't real (Phew, nah), it ain't fake, and none of my niggas façade (Uh-uh)
Y'all niggas act like bitches and y'all hoes and y'all broads (Y'all broads)
I am the same nigga that done pulled them pussy's cards (Pulled them pussy's cards), yeah (On God)
Real E.A. nigga, bitch, don't play hard (Uh-uh)
We just raised hard, yeah, the streets was so hard (The streets was so hard), nigga
[Intro]
I must be dreamin' (I must be dreamin')
I must be dreamin', we have no time for remorse
I show too much love, I been chillin'
I hate when I have to go through shit for shit to wake me back up and make my mind just be like (COUPE)
I don't give a fuck 'bout nothin', nigga, yeah
[Chorus]
It's time, it's time (It's time), it's time (For a nigga to die), pussy nigga
It's time (I'm Slime), it's time (I'm big Slime), it's time (It's all the time, work)
It's time (I get money), it's time (I got they hoes, they on my dick, them hoes stay comin', yeah, they know it), it's time
It's time (Bitch, big money), it's time (Bitch, big money, I got more money, I'm gettin' and they know it), it's time
[Verse 1]
Call 911 (Okay), bring the yellow tape (Bring the yellow tape)
Finna pull out the belt (Yeah), get a nigga spanked
Put 'em on a shelf (Put 'em on a shelf), put that bitch away
We don't need no help (Don't need no help), what the fuck they think?
Bitch, I'm super rich (I'm super rich), came from the bottom (Yeah)
Came from the bottom, auto-round with a choppa
Bitch, I'm on my shit (I'm on my shit), got a lot of problems (Probems)
Ninety-nine problems, but your bitch ain't none of my problems (Bitch ain't none of my problem)
But, bitch, I'm on my shit (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?), I could never slip (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round the 6, keep it on me, thirty in my clip (Thirty, in my clip)
I'm tryna get 'em hit (Get 'em hit), get a nigga flipped, snap my fuckin' fingers, swear to God, I make him disappear (Outta here)
This shit right here (Uh-huh), this that real shit (This that real shit)
This that real deal, East Atlanta, real kill shit (Kill, nigga)
This that East Atlanta, real deal, go and drill shit (Yeah)
This that real deal, East Atlanta, Holyfield shit (Yeah, knock shit out, pow)
Yeah, I knock out shit, I slide through the street after dark, man, I'm ridin' with them sharks (With them sharks, eat 'em)
It ain't real (Phew, nah), it ain't fake, and none of my niggas façade (Uh-uh)
Y'all niggas act like bitches and y'all hoes and y'all broads (Y'all broads)
I am the same nigga that done pulled them pussy's cards (Pulled them pussy's cards), yeah (On God)
Real E.A. nigga, bitch, don't play hard (Uh-uh)
We just raised hard, yeah, the streets was so hard (The streets was so hard), nigga
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