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letra de time today* - moneybagg yo

lyrics from snippet

[verse 1]
i just looked at my wrist, i got time today
f-ck it, i’m crossin’ a line today
the hate be so real, the love be fake
be bumpin’ they gums and bumpin’ my tape
don’t go against me then ask from my help
go get out your feelings and get it yourself
might got the same shoes but you ain’t gon’ stop (no)
the sh-t that you just put out, you could’ve kept, yep
she got a n-gga, he gotta share (why?)
you can’t compete when you can’t compare (period)
she ate the d-ck through my underwear (uh)
got up and got ourself out of thеre
i see they put me on mеmes and thing
don’t speak on my life without knowin’ the real
eight figures a year, what it cost me to live?
don’t hold it, just say what you feel but
watch your mouth ‘fore i fly out your b-tch (where?)
to a place that she didn’t know exist (gone)
mediterranean, water my wrist (b-tch)
keep it on p-ss how i’m talkin’ my sh-t
six-figure check for a show, man i’m lit (lit)
let’s celebrate now my bag legit (go)
these n-ggas with me with whatever i’m with (yeah)
they know who did it, got everybody hit, b-tch (brr)
[chorus]
i don’t like n-ggas, i don’t like b-tches
i don’t like n0body (n0body, n0body)
we can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial
how you wanna go ’bout it? (how you wanna do it?)
i don’t backtrack, man, f-ck that, i don’t miss n0body (i don’t miss nothin’)
left it on seen, i ain’t write back, i don’t trust n0body (yeah)

[verse 2]
i just looked at my wrist, i got time today
f-ck it, i’m crossin’ a line today
the b-tches’ll cry, be lyin’ to your face (yeah)
sl!ckin’ it up, gotta know how they play
if the money wasn’t straight, she wouldn’t be here today (hahaha)
any man, shorty know what to say
you ain’t me so it’s hard to relate (look)
how much cash how i f-ck up every day? (big bagg)
don’t play with me, baby, go play with your p-ssy
you see him in person these n-ggas be chirpy
a huncho it cost you a quavo to move me
i’m worth it, the proof in the pudding
surrounded by b-tches (gone)
i’m lookin’ like [?] but that ain’t my girlfriends, ha
when i’ma spin on your block, back to back when i finish it, look like the world end
i ain’t ask for it, they give it to me
n-ggas is false and they hands are free
he get caught in the middle, that’s bullseye
you got hit but we were targettin’ he
capital e, [?], a key
but my b-tch pressure
[chorus]
i don’t like n-ggas, i don’t like b-tches
i don’t like n0body (n0body, n0body)
we can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial
how you wanna go ’bout it? (how you wanna do it?)
i don’t backtrack, man, f-ck that, i don’t miss n0body (i don’t miss nothin’)
left it on seen, i ain’t write back, i don’t trust n0body (yeah)

- moneybagg yo

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