TIM3 (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Michael Len Williams ll/S. GLOADE/S. VALDERY/C. CLARKE/J.BROWN

Composed by：Michael Len Williams ll/S. GLOADE/S. VALDERY/C. CLARKE/J.BROWN

Produced by：Mike WiLL Made-It/30Roc/Big Cuz/8 Major

Premiere

Wor-wor-world fuck-fuck-fucking premiere

Mike WiLL Made-It

I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne

I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point

Created-player-ass nigga need to buy some MyPoints

Bitch nigga doin' bitch shit provin' my point

I don't expect shit from nobody I'ma grind for it

Oh you wanna play today guess what?

I got time for it

On a nigga neck they found his ass without a spinal cord

Dig your partner up and then display him like a dinosaur

Stop drop and roll in this bitch I'm on fire

Say he took somethin' from me polygraph him he a liar

Turnt they hoes to paparazzi photographin' we outside

Wrote my name on her pussy autograph between her thighs

Nigga say he got beef I'm like do it come with fries?

I'm not James I can't bond with these hoes they be spies

She got good tongue but the bitch a snake she disguised

All my niggas they gon' slide they gon' ride we gon' rise

Always outnumbered always the underdog

Niggas tried to jump me had to get the guns involved

Respect earned nigga I'm standin' firm nigga

I ain't never ran pull up on smoke like Worm nigga

I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne

I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point

Created-player-ass nigga need to buy some MyPoints

Bitch nigga doin' bitch shit provin' my point

I don't expect shit from nobody I'ma grind for it

Oh you wanna play today guess what?

I got time for it

On a nigga neck they found his ass without a spinal cord

Dig your partner up and then display him like a dinosaur

Wor-wor-world fuck-fuck-fucking

Got a thirty on my seat huh

It's my time

It's my time I've been waiting too long

Can't no nigga tell me shit I got this shit on my own

Chopsticks on all my brothers we make egg foo young

Dog shit no kitty litter bought my mama a home

Clown-ass nigga ain't no bitch had ever told me she gone

Can't jump no fence stay on my side they right but totally wrong

At the top nigga don't ask what floor we on

When something feelin' off niggas already know where we goin'

I'm in London makin' bread pockets filled with scones

Eighty-pointers old school he got killed with stones

Nicknamed his bitch Soul Food she like neck bones

I got partners doin' life havin' sex with phones

I'm a real-deal monster somethin' like Al Capone

It get real vicious I'm a pit bull and a Labrador

He a whole bitch before he walk in I'ma grab the door

I'm 'bout action no talkin' you can have the floor

It's my time I've been waiting too long

Can't no nigga tell me shit I got this shit on my own

Chopsticks on all my brothers we make egg foo young

Dog shit no kitty litter bought my mama a home

Clown-ass nigga ain't no bitch had ever told me she gone

Can't jump no fence stay on my side they right but totally wrong

At the top nigga don't ask what floor we on

When something feelin' off niggas already know where we goin'

Ayy Kim reset that motherfucker