I ain't got time
That's right
Yeah bitch, I don't no time
Look for someone else
That's fine
Run from city lights

Pussy in my mind (mind)
Out of sight
Out of mind
You can stand in line (yeah)

You can lick yourself
Baby, I'm catholic
Skip the orange juice
Straigth vodka for my breakfast
Cut another line
Call another savage
I can barely walk by the time
The Sun does damage
I can be manage
I'm way up, way up
Way up in the hills
Morning breeze bitch in doggy
Way up, Way up
Sits on my lap
And you know the bitch is loaded

Sippin on the tears and beer
I up my way (way)
There are bitches in the room
I'm in the yayo (yayo)
Scriping fucking pegs all day (huh)
(Way) Pop a fucking clutch
No maybe
From wheels is my sunscreen baby
Riding like I am wanted

You can lick yourself
Baby, I'm catholic
Skip the orange juice
Straigth vodka for my breafast
Cut another line
Call another savage
I can barely walk by the time
The Sun does damage
I can be manage
I'm way up, way up
Way up in the hills
Morning breeze bitch in doggy
Way Up, Way up
Sits on my lap
And you know the bitch is loaded