Biding Time

TWYO
Woo!

TWYO, yeah, if I don't blow this time
Yeah, if I don't-

Look
Flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time it's back grind
No biding time
Fucked on her once or twice
And I said for the streets
I admit that lied it's mine, uh
And she came right in time
Throw dat and I lose composure
Better line up with the truth you told us
Control that I don't use controllers
Why would I beef you jokers
Man a just hop on the beat reload it
Uh, still flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time
It's back to the grind no biding time

Parked in a Benz on the roadside
Rolling a benz and I'm so high
She wanna roll and she bringing her friends
Said them chatty lil bitches I don't like, don't lie
You ain't none of the shit that you write in your songs.
Niggas be talking most, I
Wanna juss fuck on your friend
She ain't even a ten
Saw the backers with both, eyes.

Mek yuh gyal rotate it, put it motion baby I'm watching
Cats in the ends all over place
Still linking with Sam no Johnston
Fuck sake
Creasing the Air Force 1's
And a man juss got them
Sweet one asking me if I do music
Said I don't brag this often

Flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time it's back grind
No biding time
Fucked on her once or twice
And I said for the streets
I admit that lied it's mine, uh
And she came right in time
Throw dat and I lose composure
Better line up with the truth you told us
Control that I don't use controllers
Why would I beef you jokers
Man a just hop on the beat reload it
Uh, still flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time
It's back to the grind no biding time

She wanna fuck and I don't wanna wait
And neither does she
Uh, she tryna slide down my jeans
Told her it's drill
but she told me to fuck her in time with the beat
Please, 140 a bit too fast
Baby my stamina peak
Taking possession and running the gauntlet
Still on my dolo but run with the team.
Don't even bang but the gang in the car
And my nigga still got the **** under the seat
(GLEE)
Just know that I'm good tho
You ain't coming for me
Somebody go the labels I'm back on scene
Luther the King and I'm having a dream
Only bout 20% of the way there
Fuck a manager fee

Flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time it's back grind
No biding time
Fucked on her once or twice
And I said for the streets
I admit that lied it's mine, uh
And she came right in time
Throw dat and I lose composure
Better line up with the truth you told us
Control that I don't use controllers
Why would I beef you jokers
Man a just hop on the beat reload it
Uh, still flinging it side to side
Billing it time to fly
If I don't blow this time
It's back to the grind no biding time



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Writer(s): Tae Ebanks
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