Time To Go
Well, Well, Well
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm smokin this pole
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm smokin this pole
I cannot fuck with a nasty lil bitch, stank pussy and shit
Gotta constantly put coke up her nose
Ballin no magic, pop out with a ratchet, get static so nigga just let it be known
I'm at the club getting lit off patrón pop a bean at the studio get in my zone
Catching plays like I'm Julio Jones, bad bitch on a iPhone
Big bad wolf chopper blow down ya home
Send a hit it's a blitz tote that chop and you gone
L.O.M til' I die that's the gang that's fasho
Take my glizzy on tour cause I'm bout to blow on stage
Like Well, Well, Well
On stage with my glizzy, my pistol is devilish
Send a little jack in the air with my bitch like
Well, Well, Well
Got doc on the mix, cooking shit like it's fish and I came up from using the scale
Sending packs out the state in the mail
My young nigga was swiping and scamming on Zelle
Wrong move and we empty shells
Like a school how a young nigga name ringing bells
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm clutching this pole
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm clutchin this pole
Well, Well, Well
Well, Well, Well
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm smokin this pole
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm smokin this pole
I cannot fuck with a nasty lil bitch, stank pussy and shit
Gotta constantly put coke up her nose
Ballin no magic, pop out with a ratchet, get static so nigga just let it be known
I'm at the club getting lit off patrón pop a bean at the studio get in my zone
Catching plays like I'm Julio Jones, bad bitch on a iPhone
Big bad wolf chopper blow down ya home
Send a hit it's a blitz tote that chop and you gone
L.O.M til' I die that's the gang that's fasho
Take my glizzy on tour cause I'm bout to blow on stage
Like Well, Well, Well
On stage with my glizzy, my pistol is devilish
Send a little jack in the air with my bitch like
Well, Well, Well
Got doc on the mix, cooking shit like it's fish and I came up from using the scale
Sending packs out the state in the mail
My young nigga was swiping and scamming on Zelle
Wrong move and we empty shells
Like a school how a young nigga name ringing bells
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm clutching this pole
You say your racks good
Well, come book me for a show
I'm smokin' on backwoods just lying I changed my mind
I'm smokin on Keisha Cole
TSA say "what's that smell"
I think it's time to go
Can't get caught with the P's in the trunk
Cause if the police pull up gotta slide cause I'm clutchin this pole
Well, Well, Well
Well, Well, Well
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Writer(s): Jacobi Harrington
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