My Time To Shine (feat. 42 Dugg)

Man, fuck that bitch, came back to my senses

Two-tone Chevy, came back to the Benz

S550, that's for Kenny, lil' bitch

Stop posting these niggas that's dead if we did it

I'm pulling up red cup shawty

Killing my haters, these niggas not dead enough for me

I don't want your bitch, lil' shawty ain't slick

She don't lick, she don't suck or give head enough for me

I got these big ass rocks

Flew her to the city, fucked me and my mans, she a big-ass thot

Thick-ass top

Sliding my tip in a rich-ass slick-ass mop

All of my niggas, we bucking, I don't even know the word ducking

Bitch, you got budget, I up it

She wanna fuck, too scary to touch it

Put black in her tunnel, I'm Harriеt Tubman

Got Maybach to Maybach, I'm balling on niggas

That's payback to payback on all of my bitches

I make them wait for thе plate

Bought me a car with a stick just to stall it on niggas

Bought me a new FN, shawty came, bought me a new best friend

Hit 'em both and didn't know they looked like twina

(Ho, holy fuck, I just fucked off her bredren)

Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah

Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah

And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me

Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up

(Fuck with me)

Bitch get off my dick (hoe)

Rich young nigga still turnt from the 6

Told y'all I could make a mil', I'm big youngin

Money, three, in hundreds

Fuck her, fuck her, once I get the head, it's fuck her

Doing this ten years straight like Mustard

Rose-gold Cuban on the neck, new money

I get a Richard Mille, nothing less than two hundred

Young dawg keep coming, I see you

Take something from me, get left

Shit, ain't worried now, get stretched

He ain't 'bout war

Bankroll on me, no fraud

'Least nine hundreds in card

Nigga, all my bitches sell large stuffing, fuck her

Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah

Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah

And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me

Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up

I don't wanna talk no more, it is my time to shine

Forty million dollar advance, nigga, it is my time to sign

Bitch, get the fuck out of my light, this is my time to shine, man

Shawty keep talking that this and that

Ya-ya-ya, lil' bitch, my time to shine, man

Niggas in trouble, now they paying me double

Fresh Air Force, couldn't pay me to scuffle

Dead Benjamin head sitting in the duffle

When they sent me upstate and I was getting in a tussle

Hopping on the PJ, going out to PF

Hopping out to London just to see Steph

Yeah, I know I'm young, but I could fuck you like a DF

Boy, you finna die, you take three steps

I was getting money out the league

Back when Lil P and Lil J and Lil Fresh

Was getting B&E and coming out the scene

Blue bill hundreds bitches coming out the jeans

Blue in that booby trap, fuck it, I redeem

Got my cash up, yeah, now a nigga thumbing through the green

Last song, told you that my face wasn't in it

If you caught a nigga cheating then fuck what it seem

Mojo back, bitch, ow, I might bring back Cristal

Might stop telling these niggas my moves

They taking my groove, bitch, how? Give that man back his style

That's my dawg and we still share clothes

He can rock my chain, let me bust that Rollie

One thing we don't argue about bitches

We ain't finna fallout about hoes

Walmart sheets, she wanna fuck in 'em, yeah

Tig ol' bitties, I wanna touch on 'em, yeah

And she got some ass too, damn, bring it to me

Too much talking when it's lit, bitch, shut the fuck up