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Ain’t No Time

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[Chorus:]
Kickin flavors, Saint Laurent, watch how I walk,
Man, this paper be the reason why we talk.
Ain’t no favors, they gon’ outline you in chalk,
You the biggest, biggest hater of them all.
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no time,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no his, it ain’t no mine,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no lyin,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no flyin.
[Verse 1:]
You droppin them dimes, you droppin them dimes, you droppin them dimes,
You look like you lyin, you look like you lyin, you look like you lyin,
We do this Sunday to Sunday,
Sun up to the sun down.
Look like I stepped on the runway,
They try to tell me to calm down,
Peep how I came in the game and I start rockin that Tom Ford.
We don’t what we be sayin, we just be yellin out bonjour,
We don’t what we be sayin, we just be yellin out bonjour,
I like to play with them bands right before I do the encore.
I like to play with the cash, go to Laurent and spaz,
I like to play with the cash, go to Chanel and spaz,
I like to go to the jeweler, tell ’em to make me some glass,
I like to play with the cash, go to Chanel and spaz.
[Chorus:]
Kickin flavors, Saint Laurent, watch how I walk,
Man, this paper be the reason why we talk.
Ain’t no favors, they gon’ outline you in chalk,
You the biggest, biggest hater of them all.
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no time,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no his, it ain’t no mine,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no lyin,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no flyin.
[Verse 2:]
You slangin that iron, you slagin that iron, you totin that iron,
You pressin the issue, you pushin the gas, you makin ’em violate.
I’m droppin the top on that foreign, I zig and I zag, I’m all on the grass,
I did what I had to pass, you niggas you better go back to your stash.
I did what I had to do, I ran in that bitch, I didn’t have a mask,
I did what I should have did, survive through the trenches and look like a man,
I sit at the throne, I sit at the throne, you niggas ain’t nothin’ but some clones.
I sippin that Dom Perignon, when I’m at the store, they ringin me up,
My bitch on her bitch, got her eatin it up,
I done gained a little weight and I’m keepin it up,
Step in them Christians, I done came out the mud,
I’m flexin on purpose when I’m in the club.
[Chorus:]
Kickin flavors, Saint Laurent, watch how I walk,
Man, this paper be the reason why we talk.
Ain’t no favors, they gon’ outline you in chalk,
You the biggest, biggest hater of them all.
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no time,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no his, it ain’t no mine,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no lyin,
It ain’t no time, it ain’t no time, it ain’t no flyin.
I like to play with the cash, go to Laurent and spaz,
I like to play with the cash, go to Chanel and spaz,
I like to go to the jeweler, tell ’em to make me some glass,
I like to play with the cash, go to Chanel and spaz.