Bout (Damn) Time Young Thug

[Intro]
We came a long way and that's why I say

[Chorus]
'Bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time
'Bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time, 'bout time
'Bout damn time, I swear to God
God damn time, ayy

[Verse 1]
I done ran that money up, 'bout time
I used to stack a five, now I'm stacking dimes
I don't care if none of y'all ain't my kind
Your watch cost 5000, you wasted your time
And I'm finished, why you still at the line?
If you ain't Damu nigga, you must be blind
And I ain't turning down, turn down for what?
I'ma turn up every time, every time
Every time, every time
I cop a ten thousand pimp belt
I told the bitch she gotta suck and fuck
Ooh, in front and back and make her double nut
Wrapped up in towel, got out my cat plug
I swear to God she wetter than a tub
I supply real niggas and they show me love
I fuck three, four hoes every time I'm in club
Crack pack count, I gotta see these fucks
Mommy wassup? No gives, I got kilos
She'll cook up a four
I wanna be that nigga, my Denali truck stand tall
I can't even see these niggas
If I wanted to I still couldn’t see these niggas