Out of Time Lyrics

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Can you turn this up

Chase that bag nigga ain't no waiting I gotta get rich

Fuck some food we gone hit the room she gone eat this dick

Catch a opp nigga getting mopped bitch better not slip

It's guaranteed imma run it up nigga ain't no if

Hundred bows just came thru the mail that shit getting bench pressed

These niggas ain't even got ten racks shit nigga if that

Niggas be talking a lot of bullshit get em some tic tacs

This bitch be swallowing all my cum it's niggas that kiss that

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Bitch I ain't got time to waste you gone fuck or what

One thing I always dream about hitting armor trucks

Me and gang be running thru hoes like pardon us

Joe Biden be on bullshit I should've voted Trump

It's ironic cause I blew a Sak nigga up in Neimans

It's crazy cause this hoe look like a angel but this bitch a demon

Costa Rica with four bad bitches we at the Four Seasons

Out the country nigga having my way drinking margaritas

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Five hundred racks in all dubs that shit look crazy

Every bitch in the world gotta pussy that shit don't faze me

Yeah I seen that bag touchdown more than Tom Brady

In a meeting sipping rum punch wit my Jamaicans

Push to start it don't take no gas this bitch electric

Thousand beans in this whip don't miss this exit

Forty racks in three days yeah I love Texas

Country boys don't know shit that's who I love taxing

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide

Check the clock we're running out of time

You can run but you can't hide