Time Fly

Patek Phillipe time fly
Pull up in the ride
Secret service shooters we gon put u in the sky
Try and cross me it’s gon be a homicide
One false move and the gang gon slide
You running outta time
Read between the lines
I ain’t scared shoot the devil right between the eyes
Drop top coupe put the ceiling in recline
Chanel number 9 got my girl looking fine
She a 10 lik a dime whoah
Beat it from the back I break her spine whoah
Only got one kind whoah
Ap got baguettes by the time whoah
I ain’t standing in line no
Straight to the top ima shine whoah
F and n so light whoah
Got the green dot looking lik a lime
I put a hole in ur head lik a dolphin
I keep a 9 lik the iron I’m golfing
I’ll put you to sleep better order a coffin
Just send the location I’ll promise I’ll off him
I make it look easy But it’s not
Moved the pack around town I made a pitstop
Boy looking lik nasa way I lift off
I ain’t falling for the cookie no biscoff
Go to top golf
Hit you lik a golf ball
Baby looking the coupe
She got her top off
Yea I’m shooting my shot lik Chris Paul
I’ma Clown tag ur it I’m going to get y’all
Patek Phillipe time fly
Pull up in the ride
Secret service shooters we gon put u in the sky
Try and cross me it’s gon be a homicide
One false move and the gang gon slide
U running outta time
Read between the lines
I ain’t scared shoot the devil right between the eyes
Drop top coupe put the ceiling in recline
Chanel number 9 got my girl looking fine
Ooh
Yea yea you kno I got the racks in ooh
I’m in a white ghost chasing pac man
All up on ur block with the Mac 10s
H &R ur block get yo tax in
Yea I gotta stick and it’s clapping
Water on my wrist yea I need a napkin
I went and bought a hat cuz u cappin
I went Nd bought a glock caught u lacking
I just got me a new foreign it’s roaring
Baby a game nba yea I’m scoring
I just got me a new Patek imported
Og he walking around with a forty
Riding with the blues on the dash
Had to bust a quick righ hope ion crash
Snakes in the grass
Hit them wit the salt ms dash
Put them em the barrel with the crabs
Yea I gotchyo girl in my lap
She don’t gotta whip so I call the girl a cab
Ion wanna brag
Pull up in Porsche
Then I leave in a jag
Walk up in the bank and I leave with a bag
Patek Phillipe time fly
Pull up in the ride
Secret service shooters we gon put u in the sky
Try and cross me it’s gon be a homicide
One false move and the gang gon slide
You running outta time
Read between the lines
I ain’t scared shoot the devil right between the eyes
Drop top coupe put the ceiling in recline
Chanel number 9 got my girl looking fine