Quan Rite - Time Baby

She like, you still ain’t got the time for me? No
Nah, I still ain’t got the time baby, yea
I was in back of the line, you was jacking you ain’t mine
Now you wanna spend the time baby, yea

You be letting niggas slide baby , yea
That ain’t never been the vibe baby, yea
You already know the bop, if you moving like a thot
Ima treat you like a thot baby, yea

Tell me what’s the underline, I can’t read between the lines
I was living on the high, never running from a Opp
Now they see the way I roll, all these bitches wanna rock
Now they wanna drive the boat, all these bitches wanna shot


Changed up, now they think we day ones
Hollywood, I could never say nothing
Couple thousand for that bail, I had to scrape up

Dripping in that Prada, they Prada me but won't say nothing
I Be In they bitches, I’m lookin’ em, In they eye
I Be with The Shooters, you move then nigga's die
If I Say, I hit It; you know, I could never lie
If I say, I did it; I did it, but I’m alive


I Been that nigga since I was like 10 years old
Cause my Mama told me so like , UH
Then My Mama had to go, swear I miss my mama soul, I can never let her go
No no


She like, you still ain’t got the time for me? No
Nah, I still ain’t got the time baby, yea
I was in back of the line, you was jacking you ain’t mine
Now you wanna spend the time baby, yea

You be letting niggas slide baby , yea
That ain’t never been the vibe baby, yea
You already know the bop, if you moving like a thot
Ima treat you like a thot baby, yea

Tell me what’s the underline, I can’t read between the lines
I was living on the high, never running from a Opp
Now they see the way I roll, all these bitches wanna rock
Now they wanna drive the boat, all these bitches wanna shot


Bad bitches wanna pull up to the crib, and kick it
17 I was breaking bags up, in Honda Civics
Up in Rockland, I’m popping out when it’s time to visit
I’m with my brother, I love em, ain’t got no time to miss em
I'ma tell you what I need, you could listen if you choose

Now I got em, on they knees, they be Kaepernicking too
I got bitches of they dreams, sucking dick in Jimmy Choo’s
I could do the double Gs but, I’m sitting in some…

Praying in my Christians, baby I never listen
Bad boy, I get to the money like a piston
I be with the baddies; they want me to put the tip in
Tongue up on her neck, that pussy wet, I might just slip in, yea


I Been that nigga since I was like 10 years old
Cause my Mama told me so like , UH
Then My Mama had to go, swear I miss my Mama soul, I can never let her go
No no


She like, you still ain’t got the time for me? No
Nah, I still ain’t got the time baby, yea
I was in back of the line, you was jacking you ain’t mine
Now you wanna spend the time baby, yea

You be letting niggas slide baby , yea
That ain’t never been the vibe baby, yea
You already know the bop, if you moving like a thot
Ima treat you like a thot baby, yea

Tell me what’s the underline, I can’t read between the lines
I was living on the high, never running from a Opp
Now they see the way I roll, all these bitches wanna rock
Now they wanna drive the boat, all these bitches wanna shot

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