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trenchbaby 67 - what time is it lyrics

[intro]
(808s thumpin’)
(yuh, wheezy outta here)
(haaan, southside on the track, yeah!)
boom! boom! boom!
ayy, turn me up, trench!
o’block, b+tch!
gang! grrrt! brrt! bow!

[verse 1]
what time is it? time to pop out and slide on these b+tches (brrt!)
he was postin’ on the ‘gram, now he missin’ in them ditches (p+ssy!)
i don’t trust no f+ckin’ soul, i keep that glock in my britches (bah!)
i was broke in that trap house, now i’m flexin’ like i’m riches (talk yo’ sh+t!)
twelve hit the block, we scatter like roaches (skrrt!)
i got that .30, it’s pokin’, don’t need no holster (nah)
lil’ opp talk sl!ck, now he talkin’ to jehovah (dead n+gga)
and his mama cryin’ while i’m chillin’ on my sofa (f+ck dat b+tch!)
run up that bread while they starvin’ (on god)
my clip long as a sermon (b+tch!)
i been drillin’ since a jit, you was nervous in them parkins (hoe!)
now i’m hoppin’ out that ‘cat, runnin’ plays like coach parcells (skrrt!)
heard he hidin’ in a church? i’ll shoot through the church bells (boom! boom!)

[chorus]
what time is it? (huh?)
it’s time to catch a body, b+tch (yeah!)
what time is it? (what?)
it’s time to slide with shotties, b+tch (brrt!)
what time is it?
it’s time to f+ck the opps up, ain’t no sorrys, b+tch (nah)
what time is it?
it’s war time — load that glock, i’m tryna flip a whip! (grrrrah!)
[post+chorus]
boom! boom! let it rip, f+ck yo’ clique!
snitch+ass boy got hit, now he stiff (he stiff!)
bad b+tch suck my d+ck in the back of the whip
i ain’t cuffin’ no ho, i just nut then i dip (skrrt, skrrt!)

[verse 2]
catch him lackin’ on live, he gone viral for the last time (dead!)
big .223, knock his face off — now he flatline (boom!)
i’m in the trap with a switch and a glock 9
lil’ bro just caught a body, he only twelve, ain’t got no mind (crazy lil’ n+gga!)
i’m from the 67th, b+tch, we don’t do no bluffin’ (nah!)
heard he dissin’ trenchbaby? now he up there with his cousin (gone!)
shootouts in broad day, f+ck the law, i’m thuggin’
b+tch, i got stripes like a ref, we shoot like tim duncan (swish!)
glock with the beam, i ain’t missin’ (nah)
you duckin’ them shots, better pray you religious
i came from them kitchens, that dope had me itchin’
now i’m rich off drillin’, and flexin’ my vision (let’s gooo!)

[chorus]
what time is it? (ayy)
it’s time to catch a body, b+tch (boom!)
what time is it? (yuh)
it’s time to slide with shotties, b+tch (brrrt!)
what time is it?
it’s time to f+ck the opps up, ain’t no sorrys, b+tch
what time is it?
it’s war time — load that glock, i’m tryna flip a whip! (bang bang bang!)
[outro]
(yeah, yeah, haaan)
don’t ask me what time it is again, p+ssy
you know what time it is
trenchbaby 67
o’block 67th
northside sh+t
brrt! grrrah! skrrt! boom!

- trenchbaby 67 lyrics

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