Lyrics Where the Time At? - Lunchbox

Don't know where the time at
Don't know where the time at, uh
We so high can't find that
My bro tote a lineback, we be crossing lines, ha
Whip look like a mine hatch
They not rocking my black, whoa
My hoe butt and thighs match, whoa
My hoe butt and thighs fat, whoa

I'm so high the sky black
You ain't really wit' us why ask
Member you ain't really write back
You fuck up won't get me right back
Cut 'em off cause y'all don't hear me like that
I know y'all don't feel me like that
Upped the score and now they running right back
I don't really got no pity like that
Boot up trine zoot up yeah
I'm trine boot up trine zoot up yeah
I know you not no shooter yeah
I know you not gone boom none yeah
I was broke now I'm too up yeah
What the fuck? I done grew up yeah
Buzzin throwing like Tua, yeah
What the fuck we done drew up? Yeah

Yeah, uh
I just caught an and-one, bitch
I just caught an and-one, bitch
Shit get hot like San Juan, bitch
I'm too high can't land wrong bitch
Got my chop can't stand long bitch
He get popped no we ain't gone hit
I might drop a spirit bomb bitch
She like turn the cam on, ha
Bitch told me like turn the cam on quick
She so bad like I'm like damn oh shit
She so bad I might make ten more hits
Pockets thick just like the Clermont twins
In my closet got them rare garments
In my closet got them rare garments
In my closet got them rare garments

Don't know where the time at
Don't know where the time at, uh
We so high can't find that
My bro tote a lineback, we be crossing lines, ha
Whip look like a mine hatch
They not rocking my black, whoa
My hoe butt and thighs match, whoa
My hoe butt and thighs fat, whoa