Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame
These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,
1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,
I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got
Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block
Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,
Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
Clock this one in as i go faster
Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur
Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus
I never gave a fuck and that's what they love
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