Young Thug — I Got No Time

[Intro] (Wheezy Beats) Ayy [Chorus] I got no time, yeah That bitch tryna run alive, what you dig on my line, yeah She said she done but she ain't even seen none of my boys Go ahead and get on top of his dick like a corn rod, yeah What the fuck you doin', baby, I'm tryna blink and get in my mind right I got your weed with me through the airport and it's mine, right The other team said, the other team did, the whole, yeah, all right The Bible said, "Keep 'em ass' spazzed", yeah, they combined it right Keep 'em combined right [Bridge] I was supposed to, I was supposed to Know that you've been through a lot of shit I was supposed to know, you actin' like I would've been the one who knew it too I was supposed to know, you actin' like I would pursue you, boo I was supposed to know, you actin' like I would pursue you [Verse 1] You actin' like I would pursue you and all them bitches with you too, huh? I ain't tryna trick you, why you fillin' up your hair with no line I just wanna suck and fuck and do the 69 I just wanna put this dick where it is, up the top of your spine I just wanna put this dick all in your friends asses I just wanna put this dick all in your friends too I just wanna put this dick all on your friends, boo I just wanna put this dick all on your friends, boo I just wanna put the cream all in your friends' crew Have me some bad bitches, just to razor and put it in the lasers Just to shave it and model Old Navy Go more pages, I was pretty waitin' Private ones, we don't see no faces Let's show the world what we created Let's show the world what we keep rated, baby Let's show the world what we done did to 'em Let's show the world, let's show the world Ooh, ooh, hey, hey [Interlude] You know that's my motherfuckin' creation, y'know what I'm sayin'? Yours too, yours too, I'm sorry That's our creation Creativity, hahaha [Verse 2] All this cash talk wobblin' my pocket Fuck around and buy it, young nigga goin' at your noggin Your mom, your dad, your sisters and your brothers, they mad Keep 'em glad 'cause your mom and your dad, your sisters and your brothers, them next I got me a grieve but I'm never gon', ever gon' marry Sike, I'm capping, bought a model, like, a motherfuckin' Mary I'll buy that bitch a bag, if she give me silent on a rack I'ma go and ball, I'ma do my thing for America That bitch keep cappin' and callin' but she live with her parents If I was the boy, I'd probably feed her something Heat goin', heat goin', heat goin', heat goin' and repeat, uh I'm ridin' with a beeper, I'm never gonna play everyday, uh They don't know no spot, they none other, bitch Bread, yeah, I'm ready to take it, fuck all these counterfeits I'm just doing my thing, I'm living life, at least And I know your wrist can't came from profit [Verse 3] I know that my niggas came from moppin', yeah I got so much money like Monopoly Colorful money on me, Monopoly Colorful money on me, Monopoly Rolls Royce outside, double parkin' it I see you at the park and you poppin' it I see your hoe, YSL the covenant I just made one call and got a couple chicks All these bitches right here fucking slowly, damn Hunnid bitches right there fuckin' slowly, pimp 'em And these bitches right here doin' it with the Bentley Any hoes ready to do it with the Bentley I got hoes ready to do it with the bitch I got hoes ready to do it with the bitch I got hoes ready to do it with the bitch I got hoes ready like spaghetti, yeah I got hoes ready like spaghetti, yeah I got hoes ready like spaghetti, yeah Cuttin' bitches like machetes Diamonds, see no difference, all them glisten [Chorus] I got no time, yeah That bitch tryna run alive, what you dig on my line, yeah She said she done but she ain't even seen none of my boys Go ahead and get on top of his dick like a corn rod, yeah What the fuck you doin', baby, I'm tryna blink and get in my mind right I got your weed with me through the airport and it's mine, right The other team said, the other team did, the whole, yeah, all right The Bible said, "Keep 'em ass' spazzed", yeah, they combined it right Keep 'em combined right [Outro] (Wheezy Beats)