Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
I got that cash flow
Bank roll
Ice from the North Pole
Got thotties
Got hotties
You name it I got it
Stop playing
I'm saying
My ice heavy weighing
To Jesus I'm praying
For bags I be chasing
I'm chasing the money
You know I stay stunning
Catch 1 2 3 bags and you know I stay running
I'm going
And I ain't stopping
Hoe, on my right while I be driving she be topping
Don't, give a f*ck about the price while I be shopping
Main, give a f*ck about my sides but I ain't trippin
Never on my lonely vibe can never catch me simping
Bangers back to back my lyric choppa it be hitting
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Money on my mind, tryna make it out
Stacking all these these racks till i make it out
Hunnid on yo head tell em buss them out
If you ain't bussin out then we coming out
If u ain't heard of us now u know of us
Now we on our grind, till we make it out
Bro don't trip about us, we ain't holding out
Just know all the bros, finna make it out
On my way to top I ain't holding out
Keep my check fat cuz you know i made it out
Went to the field just to hold it down
Held that shit down till the check bounce
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Ay, bitch, know the time is mine
Keep my shit a hundred cos I'm always on my grind
Butterfly doors, kicking shit with my slime
Check in with the hoes cos the homies need know dimes
Need a real foreign body cos I'm reaching for a line
I been so sick of parties cos I'm feeling in my prime
I need full showing thotties but I know none is mine
I need full blown Gucci cos the fit is really fine
I been touring with my shawty the cuisine is so divine
Eating shrimp, steak, and lobster dip that shit in some wine
Two tone on my patek, least I know to tell time
You flex 100 and shit you can't tell time
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Aidcot - What's the Time (feat. Edrictheperson & Bizzle) Lyrics
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Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
I got that cash flow
Bank roll
Ice from the North Pole
Got thotties
Got hotties
You name it I got it
Stop playing
I'm saying
My ice heavy weighing
To Jesus I'm praying
For bags I be chasing
I'm chasing the money
You know I stay stunning
Catch 1 2 3 bags and you know I stay running
I'm going
And I ain't stopping
Hoe, on my right while I be driving she be topping
Don't, give a f*ck about the price while I be shopping
Main, give a f*ck about my sides but I ain't trippin
Never on my lonely vibe can never catch me simping
Bangers back to back my lyric choppa it be hitting
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Money on my mind, tryna make it out
Stacking all these these racks till i make it out
Hunnid on yo head tell em buss them out
If you ain't bussin out then we coming out
If u ain't heard of us now u know of us
Now we on our grind, till we make it out
Bro don't trip about us, we ain't holding out
Just know all the bros, finna make it out
On my way to top I ain't holding out
Keep my check fat cuz you know i made it out
Went to the field just to hold it down
Held that shit down till the check bounce
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Ay, bitch, know the time is mine
Keep my shit a hundred cos I'm always on my grind
Butterfly doors, kicking shit with my slime
Check in with the hoes cos the homies need know dimes
Need a real foreign body cos I'm reaching for a line
I been so sick of parties cos I'm feeling in my prime
I need full showing thotties but I know none is mine
I need full blown Gucci cos the fit is really fine
I been touring with my shawty the cuisine is so divine
Eating shrimp, steak, and lobster dip that shit in some wine
Two tone on my patek, least I know to tell time
You flex 100 and shit you can't tell time
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
I got that cash flow
Bank roll
Ice from the North Pole
Got thotties
Got hotties
You name it I got it
Stop playing
I'm saying
My ice heavy weighing
To Jesus I'm praying
For bags I be chasing
I'm chasing the money
You know I stay stunning
Catch 1 2 3 bags and you know I stay running
I'm going
And I ain't stopping
Hoe, on my right while I be driving she be topping
Don't, give a f*ck about the price while I be shopping
Main, give a f*ck about my sides but I ain't trippin
Never on my lonely vibe can never catch me simping
Bangers back to back my lyric choppa it be hitting
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Money on my mind, tryna make it out
Stacking all these these racks till i make it out
Hunnid on yo head tell em buss them out
If you ain't bussin out then we coming out
If u ain't heard of us now u know of us
Now we on our grind, till we make it out
Bro don't trip about us, we ain't holding out
Just know all the bros, finna make it out
On my way to top I ain't holding out
Keep my check fat cuz you know i made it out
Went to the field just to hold it down
Held that shit down till the check bounce
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Ay, bitch, know the time is mine
Keep my shit a hundred cos I'm always on my grind
Butterfly doors, kicking shit with my slime
Check in with the hoes cos the homies need know dimes
Need a real foreign body cos I'm reaching for a line
I been so sick of parties cos I'm feeling in my prime
I need full showing thotties but I know none is mine
I need full blown Gucci cos the fit is really fine
I been touring with my shawty the cuisine is so divine
Eating shrimp, steak, and lobster dip that shit in some wine
Two tone on my patek, least I know to tell time
You flex 100 and shit you can't tell time
Pull up with a lamp, lil shawty in the trap
Two tone on my patek and my approval with a stamp
I be flexing with my wrist and stay flexing with a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Beamer feeling like I'm flying, for my dogs I'll keep a lie
Shawty asked like what's the time, I don't know the time is mine
Writer: Aidan Cota, Edric Vianzon, Jeremy Svay
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Aidcot
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Aidan Cota, Edric Vianzon, Jeremy Svay