Primetime! ft. Yvng Di Lyrics

P-P-Pouring a 4, Uh, Up In My Cheerwine (Yeh)

Shawty she want me

I told her to be mine (Ok)

How much you drop and I told em like 3 9

Late for Da party I'm not finna make time (On God)

Feel like Nickolodeon

Boy I got Big slime (Slime Slime)

Put On my diamonds you know they

got Big shine

I-I-I got the smarts I ain't talking

Bout einstein

Lil Bro why you playing you know

I'm on Primetime! (Yeh)

Feel like I'm Prime now they

Calling me Deion

Put on my diamonds they glow like they neon (Bling Bling)

Bro talking crazy

Like what do you be on?

We was down 10

S-So I'm Putting my team on (On back)

Ain't the best in the game

But I'm Living my dream on

I-I-I think bro got a toolie

He just put a beam on (Blah)

I really go stupid, I'm ballin' like Lee-Bron

Me and my bae, take a trip down to Milan

P-P-Pouring a 4, Uh, Up In My Cheerwine

Shawty she want me

I told her to be mine

How much you drop and I told em like 3 9

Late for Da party I'm not finna make time

Feel like Nickolodeon

Boy I got Big slime

Put On my diamonds you know they

got Big shine

I-I-I got the smarts I ain't talking

Bout einstein

Lil Bro why you playing you know

I'm on Primetime!

P-P-Pour up some lean, you know that it Fizzin'

Pull up shawty crib, and I'ma be Rizzin'

Ice on my neck, all the time it gon' glisten' (Ice Ice)

Y'all sleeping' on me, y'all gotta just listen

Shooting' that 3, and I ain't gon' be missin' (Swishh)

P-Put on Dior and I feel like a Christian

Feel like I'm Lone' my looks be killin'

Shootin' the ball, and the 3 what I'm drillin' (Swishh)

You ain't even close to the level I been in (Nope)

At shawty crib, and we finna be chilling

Feel like a "Rapstar" just like I'm Polo (Ayy)

Always with gang, I never be solo (No)

Y'all really weird y'all the type to say Yolo

I stay huntin' Y'all, put out a BOLO

She ask if I want her and I was like no-no

Your girl really ugly, she lookin' like mo-mo (Eww)

Me and bae takin' a trip to Italy

Stay droppin' buckets

I'm dropping a 50-piece (50!)

B-B-Blowin' up like Dami

When he dropped ''Epiphany

Yo girl pull up to the crib, now she visit me

I let off my choppa it sound like a symphony (Grah Grah)

Hit a Opp in the head, Now he lookin'

Like Kennedy