Lyrics

[Verse 1: M Huncho] I've been running after mula See more snakes than Medusa Big blade Get shaved Hella length, no ruler Got a message from Mula Got eighty-six on the table I ain't talkin' no Stampface Man I'm talking them stamp packs People get it in their feelings So I'm throwing 'em a tam pack When I show up to the motives Bruddas got it ram packed Yeah-yeah-yeah, I smoke well Yeah I'm Theadore, yeah I bag well Blow now but I stack well Jump on this beat, practice Jump in the game, match fit Smoking the amm, active They talking the shit, laxatives I caught me a snitch, rackless I'm just in the passenger Spliff to the face, I hack this Hella weight on my back, in the gym I'm gonna do lapse quick If that bruddas got an E-class I ain't even tryna match him Pushing weight in the Astra I don't need a G-Wagon Hella g's in this car now Moving wassy 'round corners Charged up, Jimmy Neutron She still call me Timmy Turner I was tryna be the earner Young boy, he's a learner My bruddas next time we upsah He just really needs a worker She just bagged down a xanny No pack of sear Everyday dodging the London Met Tryna stay low, I just want the bread, ayy [Chorus] Times ticking, oh my Half a box in the front seat Amnesia so high I'm camouflage to these guys Half a box in the front seat Your miss's now that we so fly (Birds) I'm camouflage to these guys Times ticking, oh my Half a box in the front seat Amnesia so high I'm camouflage to these guys Half a box in the front seat Your miss's now that we so fly (Birds) I'm camouflage to these guys [Verse 2: T Mula] Tunnel vision like Kodak, I tell her back it up no throwback No picture no throwback, if they violate then we go back Ever since I got new money, I've never thought about old stacks Ever since I got new honeys, I've never thought about old cats Upsuh there for a month, come we get Cling and Vas Askar there by the block, come we go do up some laps Bro just stepped in the can, cah he step correct with them waps And that bitch can't say that she loves me, moretime I do up that dash Doing up Russ for the gang, come we get Wrays and Goose Moretime bro got the, cah moretime brodem shoots And moretime the doors them locked, cah moretime bro moves loose And moretime it's corn for the block, dem man put 5 on shoes Moretime I'm with Trucky, if not I'm with Brucky, upsuh for a month And I'm getting this money, upsuh up in country, when I fucked this bitch When I fuck her so lovely, why these niggas so on me, cos I'm fucking their bitch And their bitches they love me, they loving the money (So in love with the money) [Chorus 2] Soo in love with the money Times ticking, oh my Half a box in the front seat Amnesia so high I'm camouflage to these guys Half a box in the front seat Your miss's now that we so fly (Birds) I'm camouflage to these guys Times ticking, oh my Half a box in the front seat Amnesia so high I'm camouflage to these guys Half a box in the front seat Your miss's now that we so fly (Birds) I'm camouflage to these guys Times ticking, oh my Half a box in the front seat Amnesia so high I'm camouflage to these guys Half a box in the front seat Your miss's now that we so fly (Birds) I'm camouflage to these guys