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Lil Ithy - Times Lyrics



Lil Ithy - Times Lyrics




Yeah
Uh
F*ck you Kato
Yeah
I might f*ck Kylie or Kendall or Khloe uh
Ay please don't approach me you niggas don't know me
I told my nigga to put down the codeine
I cancelled that hoe I passed out on my brodies
I might wake up and go cook up with Kato
Too much sauce on these hoes I ain't talking bout prego
My migo the plug I ain't talking bout Quavo
Know some killas out west I got family in Dego
Drum on a Ruger put guns to medulla
Money bag Benton run through the moola
If she f*cking Imma come through and scoop her
First prince of the a bitch I come from Zemuda
I pop out the foreign like king Jaffe Joe
If my bitch from the strip she gon bring papi dope
Got her craving for cream I don't mean rocky road
Give no bread to these hoes make it seem like I'm broke
Ar15 laser beam on the scope
For them hating ass niggas that scheme cause they broke
Benton a pimp sell a dream to a hoe
You niggas are bitches your team is a joke
It's the bully I come for the crown on your head
Please don't f*ck up the count
Know the sign of the bread
My niggas aim one ain't no sign of the feds
I get fired in the bed
With a round in your dreads nigga uh

Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do

I'm taking a xanny to cope with the pain
Hey Jarren I f*cked her she said I'm insane
Yeah she a baddie she came from the strip
She said her name Kylie she gave me that lip
She had no ass and I said no way hoe
He is a snitch I said no way bro
Pigs all around me and it's a rodeo
She made me erupt like a volcano
Take that hoe to the candy shop
All she wanna do is suck my cock
I'm on a flight to Japan
And time change so I'll make more bands
We just f*cked it's whatevs
Gotta lotta racks in my pants
Gotta loaded glock I'll run on your mans
I play halo you got no chance
Take that glock out my pants
Run it run it run it back
Take out all your cash and then put it in the money bag
I don't care about your day
I got no f*cks to give
And after today bitch I don't even care if you live

Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do
Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do
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Yeah
Uh
F*ck you Kato
Yeah
I might f*ck Kylie or Kendall or Khloe uh
Ay please don't approach me you niggas don't know me
I told my nigga to put down the codeine
I cancelled that hoe I passed out on my brodies
I might wake up and go cook up with Kato
Too much sauce on these hoes I ain't talking bout prego
My migo the plug I ain't talking bout Quavo
Know some killas out west I got family in Dego
Drum on a Ruger put guns to medulla
Money bag Benton run through the moola
If she f*cking Imma come through and scoop her
First prince of the a bitch I come from Zemuda
I pop out the foreign like king Jaffe Joe
If my bitch from the strip she gon bring papi dope
Got her craving for cream I don't mean rocky road
Give no bread to these hoes make it seem like I'm broke
Ar15 laser beam on the scope
For them hating ass niggas that scheme cause they broke
Benton a pimp sell a dream to a hoe
You niggas are bitches your team is a joke
It's the bully I come for the crown on your head
Please don't f*ck up the count
Know the sign of the bread
My niggas aim one ain't no sign of the feds
I get fired in the bed
With a round in your dreads nigga uh

Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do

I'm taking a xanny to cope with the pain
Hey Jarren I f*cked her she said I'm insane
Yeah she a baddie she came from the strip
She said her name Kylie she gave me that lip
She had no ass and I said no way hoe
He is a snitch I said no way bro
Pigs all around me and it's a rodeo
She made me erupt like a volcano
Take that hoe to the candy shop
All she wanna do is suck my cock
I'm on a flight to Japan
And time change so I'll make more bands
We just f*cked it's whatevs
Gotta lotta racks in my pants
Gotta loaded glock I'll run on your mans
I play halo you got no chance
Take that glock out my pants
Run it run it run it back
Take out all your cash and then put it in the money bag
I don't care about your day
I got no f*cks to give
And after today bitch I don't even care if you live

Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do
Times are changing everyday
Shit happens then you run away
Live your life or your life lives you
After all this shit now what you gon do
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Writer: Jarren Benton, Lil Ithy
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Performed By: Lil Ithy
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Jarren Benton, Lil Ithy

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