Time Travelin’ lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron]
(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Walking like a zombie off this four of Wock', I'm half, yeah
Huh, yeah
Huh

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Walking like a zombie off this Wocky, b*tch, I'm half sleep
Ran it up like a athlete, I got fast feet
Talking loose on the 'net gon' get yo mans beat
Leaving Cali, back to the crib to where the gas be

[Verse 2: StanWill]
I can't even shop no more 'cause all the fans harass me
Skinny Mike Amiris, hidden in 'em where the MAG be
Tell a b*tch if she ain't got a bag then she can't bag me
She gon' blow mе with her pinky out, I swear she classy

[Verse 3: TrDee]
Yеah, that's yo b*tch but she wishing that she had me
Run it up till I'm old with a bad knee
I don't trust hoes, just my gang and my family
If balling was a crime then apprehend me

[Verse 4: BabyTron, StanWill & TrDee]
White buffaloes with mirror tint, look like a damn geese
7.62s'll kill your baby like a Plan B
Riding 'round with tint, a hunnid shots up in Stan Jeep
[Verse 5: BabyTron]
Ha, yeah
It ain't no Hemi in this Kitty, this a Hellephant
Fourteen hunnid dollar Christian Loubies, walking elegant
Backwood full of za, cup full of medicine
Pape' ain't the topic then the convo is irrelevant

[Verse 6: StanWill]
I don't f*ck with rats, kill him if he tattle tailing sh*t
In the Kitty playing with her kitty while I'm revving it
You a bum, n*ggas like you be why b*tches celibate
Beam on the bop, I throw a bullet, bet he catching it

[Verse 7: TrDee]
Iced up like a hooper when the game over
I'm the sh*t, I ain't have to put no game on her
Stripper keep hounding, she want me to make it rain on her
Boy, yo b*tch let me come through and I came on her

[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Unky on the road with some oranges, call him "Larry June"
Try and beef with gang? Put his ass in a buried tomb
Tucked in the crib since forever, you a scary dude
Talkin 'bout the sh*ttyBoyz GOATs? Yeah, that's very true

[Verse 9: StanWill]
I be code talkin 'cause the feds watch my every move
Unky like a chemist, spilling Wock' in his berry juice
Tryna throw a jab? 7.62'll parry you
In Hutch buff shopping, finna walk out like Terry Crews
[Verse 10: TrDee]
I don't love a b*tch, I'm in love with blues
Came a long way, I had talking shoes
Wanna be gang? Told neph' he gotta make the news
Only time I believe a b*tch is on April Fools

[Verse 11: BabyTron]
(Enrgy made this one)
Huh, yeah, what up, Enrgy? Yeah
Ayy, hey, hey, hey
In my black Goose parka sipping blood, feel like Dracula
Catch a burger, treat the chopstick like a spatula
Life great, weather better, somewhere out in Panama
Perky in my Gatorade, it's f*cking with my stamina

[Verse 12: StanWill]
Dodge Scat packing up his block, b*tch, we ramming 'em
101 sliding but the 201s? I'm jamming 'em
Catch 'em rocking Chrome, heart attack, b*tch, we blamming 'em
Tag teaming model hoes, me and Dee be slamming 'em

[Verse 13: TrDee]
Went and got a gun 'cause back in school, we was hamming 'em
Please tell my opposition I am not scared of them
Had our own route, me and gang feel like Harriet
Can't believe y'all beefing over pus*y, we be sharing it
[Verse 14: BabyTron]
Unky in the mountains scoring, Donovan Mitchell
Call my hitman, guarantee that he popping the pistol
25/8 hustling, I don't even stop at the whistle
I don't do the kudos, Hutch buffs, only rocking official

[Verse 15: StanWill]
Dirty game, we done popped the official
Ugly-ass Guccis, I don't want 'em but I'll probably forget 'em
He a loose screw, nail his ass, we done polished a n*gga
Funny it's a dollar in this b*tch but we sliding with nickels

[Verse 16: TrDee]
VVS diamonds, my chain look like Teletubbies
How you live but not yo mans? Boy, you know you lucky
Rarely on the scene, I be probably somewhere in my duffy
Prolly used to want her in the past, now she can't touch me

[Verse 17: BabyTron]
Try and rob me? He'll off crystal meth, get stomped in Triple S
Fendi belt got my waist looking like a Physics test
Made six figures off of talking, that's the biggest flex
TEC on me in the club, I hid it in the tech

[Verse 18: StanWill]
If it ain't about no neck, I don't care what a b*tch suggest
Triple S, Balenciagas, b*tch, I take the biggest steps
Roof missing, I'm on Collins Avenue spinning 'Vettes
I be living life like free as f*ck, b*tch, my BIN the best

[Verse 19: TrDee]
My chain dances randomly, Carly and Sam
I ain't hip to weed but opposition my favorite strain
When you getting money it ain't don't matter if she got a man
Off the lick, I advise nobody to stare at Stan

[Outro: TrDee]
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