LYRICS
This is a This is a flip/edit/remake
Original Song: Playboi Carti ft. Gunna - No Time (Released on the 2018 album ''Die Lit'')
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee, she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here, they stay lyin' (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)
Four, five, six, seven bee keep callin' my line (My line)
You cap like Mitchell & Ness, lil' nick, stop lying (No cap, nah)
Chop that top on my Lam', I'm living my life (Livin' my life, nah)
Chopped-up chicken and shrimp cut in my rice (Uh)
Spanish bee call me papi, I can make her my wife (Make her my wife)
She want new Versace, put Medusa on her eyes (Medusa on her eyes)
Me and Cash Carti got them sisters, 'bout to put 'em on a flight (Put 'em on a flight)
Diamonds in the Cartier lenses, you can see 'em in the night (See 'em in the night)
Call Balmain, ask 'em why my jeans so tight? (Jeans so tight)
No, traffic in all lanes, I don't think you really wanna ride (Really wanna ride)
Young GunWun one up, you not my kind (Not my kind)
Five, six, seven, eight watches, I ain't wastin' my time (Wastin' my time)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee, she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here, they stay lyin' (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)
My bee fine, huh
You don't wanna lie, hold up
My bee bitin', hold up
These nicks been bitin', yeah
But my diamonds keep bitin', uh
These holes be bitin', hold up
These nicks be bitin', hold up, hold up
Bee, I'm the bomb, yeah, Bin Laden
Got a bee hittin' the line right now, yeah, say she got mo, uh, yeah
Sour, yeah, I don't do sour (Nah, yeah)
OG, you know me, yeah
It's cold outside, I need a long sleeve, yeah
Ballin' on your hole like Kobe, uh (Ballin')
Dunkin' on your hole like no B
Bald head like Ginóbili
Piru, watch my nose bleed
That boy dad
Arm and a leg, hold up, yeah
Head and chest
Turnin' your head
Take your bread
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee, she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here, they stay lyin' (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)
Slowed & Reverb
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)
Four, five, six, seven bee keep callin' my line (My line)
You cap like Mitchell & Ness, lil' nick, stop lying (No cap, nah)
Chop that top on my Lam', I'm living my life (Livin' my life, nah)
Chopped-up chicken and shrimp cut in my rice (Uh)
Spanish bee call me papi, I can make her my wife (Make her my wife)
She want new Versace, put Medusa on her eyes (Medusa on her eyes)
Me and Cash Carti got them sisters, 'bout to put 'em on a flight (Put 'em on a flight)
Diamonds in the Cartier lenses, you can see 'em in the night (See 'em in the night)
Call Balmain, ask 'em why my jeans so tight? (Jeans so tight)
No, traffic in all lanes, I don't think you really wanna ride (Really wanna ride)
Young GunWun one up, you not my kind (Not my kind)
Five, six, seven, eight watches, I ain't wastin' my time (Wastin' my time)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee, she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here, they stay lyin' (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)
My bee fine, huh
You don't wanna lie, hold up
My bee bitin', hold up
These nicks been bitin', yeah
But my diamonds keep bitin', uh
These holes be bitin', hold up
These nicks be bitin', hold up, hold up
Bee, I'm the bomb, yeah, Bin Laden
Got a bee hittin' the line right now, yeah, say she got mo, uh, yeah
Sour, yeah, I don't do sour (Nah, yeah)
OG, you know me, yeah
It's cold outside, I need a long sleeve, yeah
Ballin' on your hole like Kobe, uh (Ballin')
Dunkin' on your hole like no B
Bald head like Ginóbili
Piru, watch my nose bleed
That boy dad
Arm and a leg, hold up, yeah
Head and chest
Turnin' your head
Take your bread
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off, clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee, she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here, they stay lyin' (Hold up)
We ain't got time
I drop my demons off (Yeah), clear my mind
Ridin' 'round town with a bad as bee (Yeah), she a dime (Hold up)
All these nicks, they cap 'round here (Yeah), they stay lyin' (Hold up)