Time For It (Remix)

Magic
My neck, my back, woah
Too For Real, woah, woah, woah (yeah)

My neck, my back, my wrist
these bitches ain't shit, these niggas gon' snitch
I ain't got the time for it
I really had to grind for this, yeah
That cake, that check, my neck so wet I put in work for this
I really had to flood the wrist
Stunted on me, now I'm balling, bitch, yeah
Told lil' baby come over, I really want you over
You can bring that ass over, kick it on the sofa
Do the dash in the Rover, don't give a fuck what they told you

Don't give a fuck what they told you
I'm a star in my hood, bitch, I go up
It's the gang too, for real, bet they know us
Put some money on your head, that's a bowl cut
I be ridin' 'round the city with that blower
Fuck a nigga-bitch and act like I don't know her
Tell her I ain't got the time, I had to show her
VVS', they be drippin' on the floor (yeah, yeah)

My bitch, her bitch so thick, this clip hold six
Give a fuck nigga shit, I ain't got the time for it, yeah
Too for real on the remix (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

My neck, my back, my wrist
these bitches ain't shit, these niggas gon' snitch
I ain't got the time for it, I really had to grind for this, yeah
That cake, that check, my neck so wet I put in work for this
I really had to flood the wrist
Stunted on me, now I'm balling, bitch, yeah
Told lil' baby come over, I really want you over
You can bring that ass over, kick it on the sofa
Do the dash in the Rover, don't give a fuck what they told ya

If you get me in here let me flood the wrist
My jewelry make you drip, it make you burst again
We can sneak and geek, don't say my government
Bitches ain't shit, I can't love again
Give me the chills, come on, make me nervous
I pull up, bleed the scene, do that shit on purpose
Forty came with a drum, leave that ass jerkin'
Always fuckin' with a clown, that pussy a circus

I'ma lose you before I lose myself
When it came to decisions, bitch, I choose myself
Black diamonds on my neck and they on my belt
Gotta dive in like Michael Phelps

My neck, my back, my wrist
these bitches ain't shit, these niggas gon' snitch
I ain't got the time for it
I really had to grind for this, yeah
That cake, that check, my neck so wet I put in work for this
I really had to flood the wrist
Stunted on me, now I'm balling, bitch, yeah
Told lil' baby come over, I really want you over
You can bring that ass over, kick it on the sofa
Do the dash in the Rover, don't give a fuck what they told you

If she don't got it, tell her make time for this
I give you one, you wanna make time for dick
You say I'm good, you got a good eye for this
She walk when I'm walkin', it's official when I'm talkin'

Her neck, her back, her head, she don't even know what to touch
I'm a freak, I like grabbin' butt
Know I'm dippin' when I catch a nut (catch a nut)
But that boy gon' tell if he catch you with me
Wanna chill, wanna smoke, now we Bobby, Whitney
We die, but you don't get my other kidney (oh)
When we fuck, gotta like my

My neck, my back, my wrist
these bitches ain't shit, these niggas gon' snitch
I ain't got the time for it
I really had to grind for this, yeah
That cake, that check, my neck so wet
I put in work for this, I really had to flood the wrist
Stunted on me, now I'm balling, bitch, yeah
Told lil' baby come over, I really want you over
You can bring that ass over, kick it on the sofa
Do the dash in the Rover, don't give a fuck what they told you (yeah, yeah)

I run it up, I fuck it up, I do it all the time
I run it