What A Time/Exotic

I'm just kicking it with some bitches yeah they all exotic
Told my brothers that I love 'em don't you call nobody
Bullets hit you like train now we caught a body
I ain't worried bout shit going wrong cuz I keep shoddy
Mama gave me ass whoopings I tell you bout it
I be yelling free the guys I could tell you bout it
But I'm just getting money I don't know how you feel about it
Fake love I ain't getting I can tell you got it

We ain't rich yet but I keep a gun for like ten mil
I had to kick her out she was bugging out for ten til
She asking where my bag I said back off
I asked where your man she said back home

I'm just kicking it with some bitches yeah they all exotic
Told my brothers that I love 'em don't you call nobody
Bullets hit you like train now we caught a body
I ain't worried bout shit going wrong cuz I keep shoddy

Smash off on the police in the Srt
Tell me if you get caught is you gon tell on me
Back and forth I ain't going with you snitch bitches
Fourth down I ain't going down it might take a minute
I be risky cuz my life be like a gamble
Brothers missing mama stressing I can't handle
Got some motion and my mind ain't even change
I be ready cuz your block ain't even a thang
I done seen it all can't give too much
I ain't even gon cap that shit too much
You know I ain't gon play if my Ruger tucked
I can't even trust you hoes y'all be too sus

I'm just kicking it with some bitches yeah they all exotic
Told my brothers that I love 'em don't you call nobody
Bullets hit you like train now we caught a body
I ain't worried bout shit going wrong cuz I keep shoddy
Mama gave me ass whoopings I tell you bout it
I be yelling free the guys I could tell you bout it
But I'm just getting money I don't know how you feel about it
Fake love I ain't getting I can tell you got it



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Writer(s): Harsh S
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