About That Time

Lyrics

[Intro: *sample*] "DaVinci [?]" "DaVinci [?]" [Chorus: B Magic] I pull up, so clean Nigga well known by the dope fiends Sip some, gon' sip some old lean That's promethazine with the codeine About time (ok), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) About time (ok), about time (yeah) About time (ok), about time (ain't it) I'm hopping out, so fresh Bad bitch uh can I get a 'oh yes'? Smoking like a rapper nigga know that No Flaka take a picture nigga, Kodak About time (uh), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) About time (yeah), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) [Verse 1: B Magic] All these little niggas tryna live large Internet just make 'em feel hard My words nicer than a gift card Sicker than a bitch with discharge I'm plain fly nigga, lift off Fat nigga on my Rick Ross Clip a nigga with the trey on me, code word nigga Chris Paul Ballgame nigga, Holla voice Get ya' bitches for the dollar boy Play a wrist to get ya' thottie moist Fucking pimping was a body choice Rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it boy? Walk around with a shotty toy Got a silencer, it'll silence ya', bars nuts like a Almond Joy All eyes on me like Illuminati Ride the city bumping this Killuminati Out my body feeling like I'm Luca Brasi Stacking paper champ, Magic [?] [Chorus: B Magic] I pull up, so clean Nigga well known by the dope fiends Sip some, gon' sip some old lean That's promethazine with the codeine About time (ok), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) About time (ok), about time (yeah) About time (ok), about time (ain't it) I'm hopping out, so fresh Bad bitch uh can I get a 'oh yes'? Smoking like a rapper nigga know that No Flaka take a picture nigga, Kodak About time (uh), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) About time (yeah), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) [Verse 2: B Magic] The homeboy he done popped a molly, tryna talk to us but his jaw locked I touch ya' bitch on a soft spot, she seen me leaving off the car lot Bitch seen Magic and her jaw dropped, a nigga forgot to tell her that car hot First you saw a flash then a light nigga, slide up on 'em like a mall cop I'm just tryna make it, ain't nothing new So you 'bout it 'bout it, ain't nothing true It's all in ya' head, sell some blue First date with nina, bitch my weapon new A nigga tryna get his 40 acres Super thug nigga, Noriega Grandma cooking, let this 40 bake ya' Psycho nigga, I Norman Bates ya' You a funny rapper nigga, Kevin Hart I'm outta here nigga, teleport Told my wife I'm fucking with this Eddie Caine, and she ain't like it like Eleanor [Chorus: B Magic] I pull up, so clean Nigga well known by the dope fiends Sip some, gon' sip some old lean That's promethazine with the codeine About time (ok), about time (uh) About time (uh), about time (ain't it) About time (ok), about time (yeah) About time (ok), about time (ain't it)