Time’s up !

Lil L.A. Marz - time’s up !
Lyrics

Intro:
Aye
Bitch, don’t come ‘round here, uh
Unless you willin’ to fight (Whoahh!)
Why you shreddin’ tears? I thought niggas don’t cry (Whoahh!)
I bet he filled with fear cause God ain’t nowhere near his side (Whoahh!)
Yeah, bitch, you gon’ die (Whoahh!)
It’s up wit yo time

(L.A., who the fuck?)
(Bah, bah!)
(Whoa-ohh)
It’s up wit yo time, it’s up wit yo time
Time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo timeeeee

Verse:
You don’t understand that some things don’t ever change
Except for the fact that you not gon’ be here today
Yeah, that bitch gon’ suffer the consequences
Don’t care ‘bout the opposition
And Hell is about to be risen
You realize this yo last summer (Whoahh!)
Don’t care about yo damn mother (Whoahh!)
Always gotta be sayin’ some (Whahhh!)
You know, you’re not gonna be back for none
I mean it, you ain’t got no muhfuckin’ reason
Yeah, it’s ‘bout that time, it’s ‘bout the season to get murked
Yo ass gon’ be printed on a shirt

Chorus:
Bitch, don’t come ‘round here, uh
Unless you willin’ to fight (Whoahh!)
Why you shreddin’ tears?
I thought niggas don’t cry (Whoahh!)
I bet he filled with fear cause God ain’t nowhere near his side (Whoahh!)
Yeah, bitch, you gon’ die (Whoahh!)
It’s up wit yo time

Verse 2:
Can you be so kind to step away from the fuckin’ scene? (So kind!)
I don’t fuck with mice, kids can’t be no kids ‘round Chuck ‘E Cheese (Whoaa!)
While it’s dinner time, poppin’ niggas while I’m tryna eat (Bah, bah!)
Shit not sittin’ right, 13 niggas at my fuckin’ door
Lay his ass flat like a doormat
I bet I got a whole lotta, whole lotta hoes mad (Yeah)
Fine ass bitch, where yo clothes at (yeah)
Put em on, you with the team, bitch, you already know that
Heat to yo body, now you lookin’ like the Lorax
Movin’ niggas like a pack (Yeah)
I don’t move ‘round with no pack (Yeah!)
Lone Wolf shit when I attack (Yeah, yeah)

Refrain:
You realize this yo last summer (Whoahh!)
Don’t care about yo damn mother (Whoahh!)
Always gotta be sayin’ some (Whahhh!)
You know, you’re not gonna be back for none
I mean it, you ain’t got no muhfuckin’ reason
Yeah, it’s ‘bout that time, it’s ‘bout the season to get murked
Yo ass gon’ be printed on a shirt

Chorus:
Bitch, don’t come ‘round here, uh
Unless you willin’ to fight (Whoahh!)
Why you shreddin’ tears? (Yeah!)
I thought niggas don’t cry (Whoahh!)
I bet he filled with fear cause God ain’t nowhere near his side (Damn!) (Whoahh!)
Yeah, bitch, you gon’ die (Whoahh!)
It’s up wit yo time

Outro:
It’s up wit yo time, it’s up wit yo time
Time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo timeeeee
(L.A., who the fuck?)
(Bah, bah!)
(Whoa-ohh)
It’s up wit yo time, it’s up wit yo time
Wit yo time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo time, wit yo time
It’s up wit yo timeeeee

[END]

Date Written: Monday, August 30th, 2021