Prime Time
For the world just made this beat
Yea
Uh
Yea
Jimmy Choo, Chanel and even Gucci she gon' get it all
I won't leave the trap until I'm done I gotta get it off
Don't be telling me that it's too much go ahead and send 'em all
In my zone ain't worrying bout no beef I'll never get involved
All these niggas broke and that's a problem that they never solved
Living off these hoes and that's a problem niggas hella' soft
Getting off these bows they call me Prime-Time how a nigga ball
Mixing up two sports the rap and trap and I'll never fall
Never seen you niggas flexing shit I know your money small
Prolly short but if I stand on all this money call me tall
Standing on this business I ain't stoppin' 'til my money long
Panicking I seen you niggas vanished when that money gone
Kev you know you fuck these niggas head up but it ain't my fault
When you flexed up with 100k that's shit they never saw
Shoulda' seen the look on niggas faces all these niggas frauds
All the diamonds on a nigga name ain't got a fucking flaw
I need wock to slow a nigga down 'cus I been living fast
Lamborghinis and the Bentley truck it got me going fast
Switches on them glocks go grrrr Shit be shooting fast
Don't come to my trap with all that Zelle shit know I need it cash
I could do this rap shit for a living if I get a bag
Til' then I'll be flying out to Cali for exotic bags
All these niggas savages they broke but always tryna crash
I'ma pull up flexing in a urus I ain't tryna crash
Started from the ground but I'ma stack this money through the roof
If you try to take it I ain't thinking twice I'll really shoot
Cost a 'lil extra it ain't regular it's bullet proof
Coming through like Batman well protected when I'm in the coupe
Lying to my lawyer even though I gotta tell the truth
All these niggas lying only rich when they get in the booth
I thought I was dying off the drank I pour so many deuce
They know that I'm lying said I quit just poured another deuce
Who compare to me these niggas never made a fucking G
If the weed slow up then I won't hesitate to get a key
If the rap slow up then I won't hesitate to hit the streets
They said I'll blow up I ain't relying on no fucking dream
I'm relying on this scale to make another 100 G
Another piece and I'ma go baguette put it on a Key
Ain't no linking up you need a feature better pay the fee
Ain't no clickin' up I'm with the trappers really selling P's
Yea
Yea
Yea
For the trappers nigga
Yea
Mm
Yea
Uh
Yea
Jimmy Choo, Chanel and even Gucci she gon' get it all
I won't leave the trap until I'm done I gotta get it off
Don't be telling me that it's too much go ahead and send 'em all
In my zone ain't worrying bout no beef I'll never get involved
All these niggas broke and that's a problem that they never solved
Living off these hoes and that's a problem niggas hella' soft
Getting off these bows they call me Prime-Time how a nigga ball
Mixing up two sports the rap and trap and I'll never fall
Never seen you niggas flexing shit I know your money small
Prolly short but if I stand on all this money call me tall
Standing on this business I ain't stoppin' 'til my money long
Panicking I seen you niggas vanished when that money gone
Kev you know you fuck these niggas head up but it ain't my fault
When you flexed up with 100k that's shit they never saw
Shoulda' seen the look on niggas faces all these niggas frauds
All the diamonds on a nigga name ain't got a fucking flaw
I need wock to slow a nigga down 'cus I been living fast
Lamborghinis and the Bentley truck it got me going fast
Switches on them glocks go grrrr Shit be shooting fast
Don't come to my trap with all that Zelle shit know I need it cash
I could do this rap shit for a living if I get a bag
Til' then I'll be flying out to Cali for exotic bags
All these niggas savages they broke but always tryna crash
I'ma pull up flexing in a urus I ain't tryna crash
Started from the ground but I'ma stack this money through the roof
If you try to take it I ain't thinking twice I'll really shoot
Cost a 'lil extra it ain't regular it's bullet proof
Coming through like Batman well protected when I'm in the coupe
Lying to my lawyer even though I gotta tell the truth
All these niggas lying only rich when they get in the booth
I thought I was dying off the drank I pour so many deuce
They know that I'm lying said I quit just poured another deuce
Who compare to me these niggas never made a fucking G
If the weed slow up then I won't hesitate to get a key
If the rap slow up then I won't hesitate to hit the streets
They said I'll blow up I ain't relying on no fucking dream
I'm relying on this scale to make another 100 G
Another piece and I'ma go baguette put it on a Key
Ain't no linking up you need a feature better pay the fee
Ain't no clickin' up I'm with the trappers really selling P's
Yea
Yea
Yea
For the trappers nigga
Yea
Mm
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