Houdini, Pressa - Time lyrics

[Houdini, Pressa - Time lyrics]

Uh, don't know what it took to have
The time to break this pack down
No handouts,  lockin' off the trap house
Whole lotta glizzies, nigga, please
 do not get ran down
They sad, how? 'Cause a nigga brag now
Rackades for cash out
Cappin' from his damn mouth
Can't escape, those too loud
Think I need a new pound now
I think he needs some new bands now
They know my gang the hardest out

I need 30 in this glizz' to make it back out
18 to 36, I finesse the trap house
My diamonds dancin' like a
Overloadin' crash now
Bring back the dead now
Who you want me bring back?
My trap's the trap trap he sneaky, backlash
School of the hard knocks 40 in the backpack
I take that loyalty to heart, so please
Don't backstab and this glizzy fed him up
Just like a real fag impressed now
She and I gonna get these real bands
He talkin' all that crazy
Shit on the internet but I ain't with that
My shooters split shit
My niggas drop shit and send
Shit out like spaceships

Don't know what it took to have the
Time to break this pack down
No handouts, lockin' off the trap house
Whole lotta glizzies, nigga, please
Do not get ran down
They sad, how? 'Cause a nigga brag now
Rackades for cash out
Cappin' from his damn mouth
Can't escape, those too loud
Think I need a new pound now
I think he needs some new bands now
They know my gang the hardest out

He need some new bands
Think he need some new friends
I gave him new swag
Gucci with some New Balances
Ball like March Madness
Not like the Dallas Mavericks, ayy
Had to back it up like a ad-lib, ayy
Bro rise it up, you gon' panic, ayy
He just seem to just vanish shit
Way too neat, can't manage him
On they block, he go again
They can't even notice him
I'm in the trap with packages
Most of them can't manage it
I'm on the block with savages
None of them not innocent
Fuck with the kid 'cause I'm so lit
And kinda dangerous
I had to come up off a nip
In the trap, I had to live
He lookin' drippy, got turned to a lick
He runnin' around and he losin' his stick
She runnin' around and finessin' a trick
They wanna know what Houdini did
(To break this pack down, Handouts)
(Trap house, uh)
(Nigga, please, do not get ran down, no, nah)

Don't know what it took to have the
Time to break this pack down
No handouts, lockin' off the trap house
Whole lotta glizzies, nigga, please
Do not get ran down
They sad, how? 'Cause a nigga brag now
Rackades for cash out
Cappin' from his damn mouth
Can't escape, those too loud
Think I need a new pound now
I think he needs some new bands now
They know my gang the hardest out

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