It Takes Lyrics

Yeah

It's time to get mine

Roll up a king size

Might eat at Five Guys

We serving lunch lines

Everyone get some

If you hate, don't get none

If you straight, then we cool

I see through, I don't see you

I peeped though, know I peeped you

I got juice, like I'm beetle

Fuck off, and leave for four weeks

I come back with some new leaks

I come back with some new money

Twenties, fifties, blue money

They leaving, like I said something

I'm living like the dead coming

I'm on to the next one

Ain't worried about the rest of them

I got to get some rest on them

If I don't sleep it's too late

My gun got it's own suitcase

Ain't going for no pump fakes

On my side got what it takes

Yeah

It's time to get mine

Roll up a king size

Might eat at Five Guys

We serving lunch lines

Everyone get some

If you hate, don't get none

If you straight, then we cool

I see through, I don't see you