[Intro]
Yes, yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen
Once again, it is that time
And don’t act like you don’t know what I mean
Because every time is our time (time, time, time, time, time)
[Verse 1: Young Kippur]
Fuck up commas like making money illiterate
I’m literally in this bitch, tryna’ be more considerate
Got a bad bitch, and she want it
Couldn’t have it, if I’m honest
Get my good side in your picture
‘Cause my bad side looking toxic (what)
Fuckin’ up dollars in this bitch, gettin’ me guala in this bitch
Hot as a sauna in this bitch (look)
Shoutout Obama on my Runtz, roll it up, drop it in my blunts
Ain’t gotta say shit, I just grunt (augh)
[Verse 2: LUKAZ]
I’m a thug that does a tеn trick combo
Not a thug that does grand theft auto
But if I did, you know I’ll go full throttle
I’ll throw thеse hands that make you topple and wobble
And yes, they made of steel and very colossal
And yet you can’t plan it
Can’t save the Earth, just call out Captain Planet
And I got rhythm like my name was Janet
You got beef? Well, here’s a season packet
I’ll leave you layin’ on the ground like you can’t stand it
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
[Verse 3: Ryan Dove]
This the kinda shit that make my motherfuckin’ ass drop
Always reppin TZ, I’m the motherfuckin’ mascot
Better watch your back, I sell your house to the pawn shop
Then I’ll buy it back, half off like a crop top
Got a lot of friends, I don’t got too many foes
Swervin’ in the vehicle like I lost control
When we hit the top, ain't no telling where we’ll go
This our season bitch, welcome to the show
[Verse 4: Jokum]
Yeah, like I’m ready to do it
Gotta cut this shit up, bitch chop it and screw it
Almost lost my life, man I just got through it
I been born for this, but you already knew it (yeah, huh!)
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
Yes, yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen
Once again, it is that time
And don’t act like you don’t know what I mean
Because every time is our time (time, time, time, time, time)
[Verse 1: Young Kippur]
Fuck up commas like making money illiterate
I’m literally in this bitch, tryna’ be more considerate
Got a bad bitch, and she want it
Couldn’t have it, if I’m honest
Get my good side in your picture
‘Cause my bad side looking toxic (what)
Fuckin’ up dollars in this bitch, gettin’ me guala in this bitch
Hot as a sauna in this bitch (look)
Shoutout Obama on my Runtz, roll it up, drop it in my blunts
Ain’t gotta say shit, I just grunt (augh)
[Verse 2: LUKAZ]
I’m a thug that does a tеn trick combo
Not a thug that does grand theft auto
But if I did, you know I’ll go full throttle
I’ll throw thеse hands that make you topple and wobble
And yes, they made of steel and very colossal
And yet you can’t plan it
Can’t save the Earth, just call out Captain Planet
And I got rhythm like my name was Janet
You got beef? Well, here’s a season packet
I’ll leave you layin’ on the ground like you can’t stand it
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
[Verse 3: Ryan Dove]
This the kinda shit that make my motherfuckin’ ass drop
Always reppin TZ, I’m the motherfuckin’ mascot
Better watch your back, I sell your house to the pawn shop
Then I’ll buy it back, half off like a crop top
Got a lot of friends, I don’t got too many foes
Swervin’ in the vehicle like I lost control
When we hit the top, ain't no telling where we’ll go
This our season bitch, welcome to the show
[Verse 4: Jokum]
Yeah, like I’m ready to do it
Gotta cut this shit up, bitch chop it and screw it
Almost lost my life, man I just got through it
I been born for this, but you already knew it (yeah, huh!)
[Chorus: Zach Vaz]
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
I can’t stand it out on my own
I won't crash, if I did then you’ll know
Five more blocks til’ its ready to blow
If I can’t admit I’m lost, there’s no saving my soul
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