Lyrics Choice - 613tino feat. Spooks

I aint got no time For these girls And these boys Yuh
Tryna get in line Fuck that noise Im annoyed Yuh
See me and they run up Like we boys We aint boys Nah
Jealous motherfuckers Got no choice Not my choice Nah

Slick how I maneuver round I'm a ghost Houdini the pack gotta stash the pole
Dirty the 25. Popped a couple holes 5-0 don't know they fuckin wit a pro
Think they got the drop on me nigga they don't
Can't stand me i make they salary on the road
Big spooky I take ya bitch put her on dope Her mouth on my dick right now
Ain't comin home
Can't stop me trick I'm a boldozer No more bricks trick I want big bolders
Lick my dick trick I'm a key holder El capitan trick still the top server
She said I love you I told her you silly bitch You don't love me you love sizzy bitch
Can't wait till u get on crizzy bitch 24 hours I serve you itch
24 Hours don't sleep for shit Too much money to be made in this bitch
So much dirty I sold out of that whip This money coming I ain't worried for shit
Got no time that's why I'm hurrying bitch So much snow
It's like a flurry and shit 30 on me
Like I'm curry n shit Think I'm Gucci how I burry a bitch

I aint got no time For these girls And these boys Yuh
Tryna get in line Fuck that noise Im annoyed Yuh
See me and they run up Like we boys We aint boys Nah
Jealous motherfuckers Got no choice Not my choice Nah

Move around my city like a poltergeist sold my soul but didnt know the price
Now im frozen heart is cold as ice if you holdin better Hold it right
Cuz im gunnin for ya headtop Ppl runnin hearin mad shots
In the dark see them Red dots Let em know like its ted talks
I just spillt some jesus blood Alll over my new regime
Bitch im comin from the mud Now im lookin squeaky clean
And im feelin peachy keen Haters always talkin good
Thats that fakin foolery Faker than your jewelry
Prolly made outta wood Fougaisie Not new to me Yuh
Held my people down from jump i aint gotta spend a buck
Get you hit for half a blunt i dont even mean to stunt
Im just doin what i want You just doin what you can
I can tell you not the man Jealous lookin like a fan
Stalkin lookin like a stan Watchin mans up on the gram

I aint got no time For these girls And these boys Yuh
Tryna get in line Fuck that noise Im annoyed Yuh
See me and they run up Like we boys We aint boys Nah
Jealous motherfuckers Got no choice Not my choice Nah