Ten Times
Oh Oh Oh
Imagine imagine imagine imagine imagine it
Ha I'm recording all this shit
Imagine if tomorrow is the day I come in
Dripped all out but I'm not a faucet water win
Taking my pen and I'm hitting the bed
I'll see you in like ten while I'm getting this head
What the fuck did he just say
Yo bro I don't know but all I know is it's a goat
That shit goes and I'll bang it like I bang her throat
Why are you yelling I asked you a question
T-pose yell to assert my dominance
Imma turn all of my haters into overnight fiends
Bring the drop make it flop
Make the pussy need a mop
Who's on the beat Impala Drummers
Bro stop I cannot understand what you say and I've tried listening like ten fuck times Today
Ten Times I ran it up in the benz I was too high
When I was nine I yeah I got my first nine
When I was eight learned first aid at super eight (Facts)
Doctors talking 'bout how they go'n' have to operate (Straight facts)
Fuck super eight seven eleven from that date (Big facts)
Six shots what it's going to take to penetrate
Take five this body armors level four
So you ain't getting in three percenter flag on the door
Two big tits on this one fat ass bitch
Now that's a countdown go replay that shit
You go'n' die finna fly
Fly right up into Heaven
So when you meet God oh lord tell him this message
Ef Havoc been sinning he shouldn't get in
He killed me now he's fucking my girlfriend
Goddamn right if you die tonight
Imma slide up to your girl and shoot it in her eyes
I'm gonna take your girl gonna make her world
Gonna make her shake it like she never shook it before (Lil momma)
And she a sexy little momma (give her) give her power like Obama (I'ma lay)
I'ma lay my ass back and let her give me some'a
Girl I like that you got a fat ass and a skinny waist put money in your face
Girl I'm saying do you need cash I got a lot of that (Got a lot of that)
Do you need a dad a sugar one at that (Sugar one at that)
Do you need a man girl I can be that
But only for tonight I gotta catch a flight (Catch a flight)
You I like that clap clap clap on my baseball bat
You the only one that I knows how to run it back
Please come back want that ass
Love that sex don't be my ex
Be my X X X and O's
We can have sex in the sand in sandals
On a private beach so no one can peek
But I know another spot if you're into voyeur
Slime for the guys looking other brother ways
And I got no time for a mother having kids
Stay hungry grind hard nothing more to say
Got a lot of crime 'cause a brother gotta eat
Desire obtain get those gains
Stay in the left lane be a big brain
Don't be a right lane no brain lame (Don't be a right lane no brain lame)
You gotta go harder than how hard it'll be
I made music when I was homeless
Now I'm on tenth floor looking over trees
Blessed with the keys never wanna leave like black and chinese
Wo' women on their knees
Pop a xanny some rum and coke please
My mind go freeze and I am free my securities my G homie
T-Revie T-Rev Jamton Sir Jamilton
Why so many names I don't know (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Ay Oh
Ay ay yeah
Mhmm
La da dee woah
Imagine imagine imagine imagine imagine it
Ha I'm recording all this shit
Imagine if tomorrow is the day I come in
Dripped all out but I'm not a faucet water win
Taking my pen and I'm hitting the bed
I'll see you in like ten while I'm getting this head
What the fuck did he just say
Yo bro I don't know but all I know is it's a goat
That shit goes and I'll bang it like I bang her throat
Why are you yelling I asked you a question
T-pose yell to assert my dominance
Imma turn all of my haters into overnight fiends
Bring the drop make it flop
Make the pussy need a mop
Who's on the beat Impala Drummers
Bro stop I cannot understand what you say and I've tried listening like ten fuck times Today
Ten Times I ran it up in the benz I was too high
When I was nine I yeah I got my first nine
When I was eight learned first aid at super eight (Facts)
Doctors talking 'bout how they go'n' have to operate (Straight facts)
Fuck super eight seven eleven from that date (Big facts)
Six shots what it's going to take to penetrate
Take five this body armors level four
So you ain't getting in three percenter flag on the door
Two big tits on this one fat ass bitch
Now that's a countdown go replay that shit
You go'n' die finna fly
Fly right up into Heaven
So when you meet God oh lord tell him this message
Ef Havoc been sinning he shouldn't get in
He killed me now he's fucking my girlfriend
Goddamn right if you die tonight
Imma slide up to your girl and shoot it in her eyes
I'm gonna take your girl gonna make her world
Gonna make her shake it like she never shook it before (Lil momma)
And she a sexy little momma (give her) give her power like Obama (I'ma lay)
I'ma lay my ass back and let her give me some'a
Girl I like that you got a fat ass and a skinny waist put money in your face
Girl I'm saying do you need cash I got a lot of that (Got a lot of that)
Do you need a dad a sugar one at that (Sugar one at that)
Do you need a man girl I can be that
But only for tonight I gotta catch a flight (Catch a flight)
You I like that clap clap clap on my baseball bat
You the only one that I knows how to run it back
Please come back want that ass
Love that sex don't be my ex
Be my X X X and O's
We can have sex in the sand in sandals
On a private beach so no one can peek
But I know another spot if you're into voyeur
Slime for the guys looking other brother ways
And I got no time for a mother having kids
Stay hungry grind hard nothing more to say
Got a lot of crime 'cause a brother gotta eat
Desire obtain get those gains
Stay in the left lane be a big brain
Don't be a right lane no brain lame (Don't be a right lane no brain lame)
You gotta go harder than how hard it'll be
I made music when I was homeless
Now I'm on tenth floor looking over trees
Blessed with the keys never wanna leave like black and chinese
Wo' women on their knees
Pop a xanny some rum and coke please
My mind go freeze and I am free my securities my G homie
T-Revie T-Rev Jamton Sir Jamilton
Why so many names I don't know (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Ay Oh
Ay ay yeah
Mhmm
La da dee woah
Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Froelich
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