Look
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up
Ain't no hand outs
Ain't no free lunch
Life hit hard like a Tyson punch
But I moonwalk like Mike I'm gone
If you got my word then it's said and done
Ima need O's if you talk funds
Add a few O's when we talk sums
Lumps in the bag no Santa Claus
And I stand on my racks till I touch that sun
No AC had to scrape up crumbs
Had to heat up and I made shit run
One in a milli I'm like no one
F*ck what you think I'm like so what
Francis pull up to that 213
Toronto to LA yeah bro link up
I hit the plug and I go re up
Then I'm back on my flow what they know me for
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
I told her wait
I penetrate I infiltrate
Touching the block I motivate
Touching the guap ain't been the same
Yuh light out the cave
Hop in the challenger ride out to Dre
Yuh God got a plan
I pull up for steak and she mad that I'm late
Look ill Korean gon turn faces
They don't know it yet but I learned patience
She throw it back, OK OK
She make it clap and that's ovation
I'm upgraded soul wavy
I'm so faded I'm stargazing
First born so I hold the weight
Nobody came and did me no favors
Like bishh I wanna chill on a beach front
Sit in my Eames reading the news
New Maserati you keep one
Switch
Switching position in Nissan
She couldn't wait fill up the tank
Then I be off to the eastside
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
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Look
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up
Ain't no hand outs
Ain't no free lunch
Life hit hard like a Tyson punch
But I moonwalk like Mike I'm gone
If you got my word then it's said and done
Ima need O's if you talk funds
Add a few O's when we talk sums
Lumps in the bag no Santa Claus
And I stand on my racks till I touch that sun
No AC had to scrape up crumbs
Had to heat up and I made shit run
One in a milli I'm like no one
F*ck what you think I'm like so what
Francis pull up to that 213
Toronto to LA yeah bro link up
I hit the plug and I go re up
Then I'm back on my flow what they know me for
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
I told her wait
I penetrate I infiltrate
Touching the block I motivate
Touching the guap ain't been the same
Yuh light out the cave
Hop in the challenger ride out to Dre
Yuh God got a plan
I pull up for steak and she mad that I'm late
Look ill Korean gon turn faces
They don't know it yet but I learned patience
She throw it back, OK OK
She make it clap and that's ovation
I'm upgraded soul wavy
I'm so faded I'm stargazing
First born so I hold the weight
Nobody came and did me no favors
Like bishh I wanna chill on a beach front
Sit in my Eames reading the news
New Maserati you keep one
Switch
Switching position in Nissan
She couldn't wait fill up the tank
Then I be off to the eastside
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up
Ain't no hand outs
Ain't no free lunch
Life hit hard like a Tyson punch
But I moonwalk like Mike I'm gone
If you got my word then it's said and done
Ima need O's if you talk funds
Add a few O's when we talk sums
Lumps in the bag no Santa Claus
And I stand on my racks till I touch that sun
No AC had to scrape up crumbs
Had to heat up and I made shit run
One in a milli I'm like no one
F*ck what you think I'm like so what
Francis pull up to that 213
Toronto to LA yeah bro link up
I hit the plug and I go re up
Then I'm back on my flow what they know me for
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
I told her wait
I penetrate I infiltrate
Touching the block I motivate
Touching the guap ain't been the same
Yuh light out the cave
Hop in the challenger ride out to Dre
Yuh God got a plan
I pull up for steak and she mad that I'm late
Look ill Korean gon turn faces
They don't know it yet but I learned patience
She throw it back, OK OK
She make it clap and that's ovation
I'm upgraded soul wavy
I'm so faded I'm stargazing
First born so I hold the weight
Nobody came and did me no favors
Like bishh I wanna chill on a beach front
Sit in my Eames reading the news
New Maserati you keep one
Switch
Switching position in Nissan
She couldn't wait fill up the tank
Then I be off to the eastside
You ain't gotta say too much girl you know that vibe is up (Say less)
Gold on my neck and she link up quick got the midas touch (Link up)
I can't get too emotional cuz I'm done with all the fake love (I'm done with it)
Look at my wrist and it told me it's my time
Bitch your time is up (Hold up)
Writer: Samuel Park
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid