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gmebe lil chief dinero x gmebe bandz - time lyrics

[chorus: gmebe bandz and gmebe lil chief dinero]
your chick suckin’ d-ck and she doing the clique cause she want all our time
my rollie don’t tick so she won’t get a nickel she don’t get a dime
my chain it be hanging don’t watch it too long or you might go blind
these n-gg-s be hating, i know that they faking, i keep me a 9
they say that they hate me, they trying to take me right outta my shine
but this chopper hold 50 and it ain’t on semi so i’ll be just fine
you know we t-tanic you know we don’t panic we stay on the 9
we still gonna trap this money gon’ stack til a label come sign

[verse 1: gmebe lil chief dinero]
n-gg-s plotting i just crop em these n-gg-s won’t knock out my shine
this rollie don’t tick, your b-tch on my d-ck she just want all my time
but i don’t want her she just want my money b-tch can get off my line
and if a n-gg- try to act tough he get put up with my 9
on the real with reesemoney try to rob me you a suicidal dummy
took his head off he didn’t see it coming
lil trav just pop out the cut and get to drumming
now i leave him in the casket like a mummy
all my n-gg-s demons riding with them tommy’s
tony montana i got all the work, whipping my wrist now my wrist kinda hurt
my chain it be hanging don’t watch it too long or you might go blind
and your b-tch, stay with me your b-tch, she just want all my time
but i’m chasin’ this money i’m thumbing, she won’t get a dime
and b-tch i’m t-tanic, lookin’ for me b-tch i’m right on the 9

[verse 2: gmebe bandz]
til that label come sign me, on the 9 you gone find me
with some k!llers, drug dealers, and hitters and whoever else that be round me
in traffic we clapping that .40 with reese he ride with me always
and if you want smoke, we blowing dope and we up in them hallways
your b-tch call me hubby, i p-ss her to money, she doing the whole team
we shoot in broad day on the 8 with the 8 that’s what you call a cold scene
i ball like gin-bili i’m choking on og i feel like a dope fiend
but back to the block with the yops you know we be turnt up with my whole team
when we slide on the opps it’s the tec either that or we popping the dean dean
b-tches eating these mollies like veggies so i went and got us some green beans
and the opps ain’t outside, we on a drive-by but they talking but never seen
and that glock-21 hold atleast 21 so i threw on a red beam

[chorus: gmebe bandz and gmebe lil chief dinero]
your chick sucking d-ck and she doing the clique cause she want all our time
my rollie don’t tick so she won’t get a nickel she don’t get a dime
my chain it be hanging don’t watch it too long or you might go blind
these n-gg-s be hating, i know that they faking, i keep me a 9
they say that they hate me, they trying to take me right outta my shine
but this chopper hold 50 and it ain’t on semi so i’ll be just fine
you know we t-tanic you know we don’t panic we stay on the 9
we still gonna trap this money gon’ stack til a label come sign

- gmebe lil chief dinero x gmebe bandz lyrics

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