Time Goes On lyrics

[Intro]
(Plugg)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Bang

[Verse 1]
Walk in this b*tch too rich, I got some bands on me
And I got Celine on me, like f*ck up boy, I'm super clean homie
Used to f*ck a b*tch, I'm a mud
b*tch I'm nasty, I just wanna f*ck
Oh yeah, she said she feel it in her guts
I can't believe I'm really on the plug (f*ck it)
It's been a while, I done grown up
Seen the fake and who done showed up
I really done sound like a b*tch for real
But the voice got a lil' deeper
b*tch, I'm still smokin' on the reefer
Whole gang high as f*ck, Wiz Khalifa
I still keep the rocket like Ariza
I'ma still shoot that b*tch up out the meter
I done really made it through the rain
But now I'm in LA with hoes on me
I know younger me would be proud of me
But some hoes still talk down on me
But I'm gettin' paid, what the f*ck they doin'?
Man, them lil' hoes is not doin' sh*t
[Verse 2]
Man, I really got the trap jumpin'
Hunnids on me, b*tch, I'm thumbin'
I'm nasty, I'ma put a thumb in
Walk in this b*tch and I—
Walk in this b*tch and I'm stuntin'
Stuntin' on these lil' hoes
I done got rich, got a bankroll
Man I'm proud to call the bank home
Three times girls on me like I'm Slay
That b*tch came through, then she got slayed
Met her on her spam, f*cked the same day
I wanna make sure we on the same page
'Cause you know I'm f*ckin' for real
No I ain't gon' do all the talkin', the agreein', yeah, we just pull up with the steel (That's gang gang)

[Outro]
(And we gonna blow that f*cking truck back to Colombia)
Yeah, yeah
Hey, oh yeah
Bang, bang
Girl I really hope you know, I just had to let you know
That I got you to the end, I'ma take you to Pluto
Got the beam on the Glock so he know
He too lame, I been known
He don't really want no smoke
Knock his ass up out the O-Zone
She say she in love with them swipers
She on my di*k, f*ck it I'ma pipe her
b*tch kinda mid so I'ma one night her
b*tch I'm La Flame, she my lil' fire
Don't think I need a b*tch, man screw it
All of this money I'm afraid to lose it
That money—