Aint Got time lyrics

[Intro: Yung Sinn]
Sinn
(TeezyOnTheBoards)
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, the menace
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

[Chorus: Yung Sinn]
Jumped off the porch with no guns but I'ma still break in (Yeah)
Them bushes outside your house, yeah, I was sittin' right in there, waitin'
Big brother spinnin' if you try a thing (Frrt)
We pop the hotbox in apartment, finna [?], he play
He ran up on the scene, he got some heart, that lil' n*gga brave
My gun raw, Ruger, smashed his ass on the f*ckin' play (Every day)
I f*cked that ho like same time, she still can't call me bae (Slatt)
We ain't goin' for sh*t, we ain't cuffin' nothin', I ain't got time today (Yung Sinn)

[Verse 1: Yung Sinn]
Real deal crossover, I can shoot a n*gga how they shoot a three (Yeah)
I jump in the water head first, I ain't even usin' my feet (That's bool)
These n*ggas peons, I'ma put the lil' b*tch on fleek (Yeah)
Walked down with like three guns, we ain't goin' for nothin' my G (Please)
Yeah, yeah
I'm with the whole set (Spinnin')
Whole game and now a n*gga done played, this out of the deal (Stupid)
Yeah, we speedin'
Bought the coupe, the MountCrest (Skrr)
You don't shoot from Neiman (Yeah)
I got a shooter complex (Grrah)
Got out, I was tweakin' (Yeah), I might rob you for your Rolex (Uh)
n*gga, it's that season, we gon' snatch his ass up out that 'Vette
These n*ggas stupid, we gon' play with that young n*gga, just like chess (pus*y)
I know some Colombians, they cuttin' throats from neck to neck (Yeah)
We done slid on a lot of sh*t, we ain't gon' say sh*t (No rap)
I stood ten in the cell, I'm just gon' keep it a brick (No cap)
He ain't my kin, I'ma drive down on his ass with Chris (Yeah)
Big Cartier lens, I can still see the hatin' b*tch (Uh)
That n*gga gon' tell
So I just pole'd up, got the drank from ATL (A vibe)
That n*gga died from a greywound 'cause he was frail (Yeah)
Yeah, all-star soldiers, livin' in [?] (Bliss, bliss)
Yeah, all-star shooter, givin' 'em hell (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Yung Sinn & Young Nudy]
Jumped off the porch with no guns but I'ma still break in (Yeah)
Them bushes outside your house, yeah, I was sittin' right in there, waitin'
Big brother spinnin' if you try a thing (Frrt)
We pop the hotbox in apartment, finna [?], he play
He ran up on the scene, he got some heart, that lil' n*gga brave
My gun raw, Ruger, smashed his ass on the f*ckin' play (Every day)
I f*cked that ho like same time, she still can't call me bae (Slatt, huh?)
We ain't goin' for sh*t, we ain't cuffin' nothin', I ain't got time today (Yung Sinner, uh-huh, Big Slime)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
I'm [?] the Draco, big J body Slime (Draco)
My own crush, I'm whippin' still
Man, I watch it break your ass in hell (Spinnin')
Stay on the block, you know I stay posted, East Atlanta my hood (My hood)
Stay in the trench, that's all the time, they say, "Slimeball, you shine" (You shine, yeah, uh, yeah)
I guess I'm doin' some sh*t they never could (They couldn't)
I guess I'm touchin' more money these n*ggas ever have (Ever have)
I remember I was down in dirt and ooh, I was on my ass (On my ass)
Promise you (I promise you)
That these folks will never understand (I swear)
I keep it real (Promise you), I keep it silent, shut up in a brick (Yeah)
You need me? I come with my stick (Word)
I'll never leave you out to dry, unless you n*gga not my twin (f*ck you)
I don't fake kick it, not my friend (Nah, ha, for real)
We gon' cross 'em out, that's out the end (We gon' cross 'em out, that's out the end)
When I plot, you know I plot to win (You know I plot, you know I plot to win)
If it's smoke with me, somebody gotta die 'cause it'll never end (It'll never end)
I'm gon' kill your ass, n*gga (Yeah)
Then I'll [?] on me, n*gga (Gone, n*gga)
I don't, I don't understand nothin' else, on God (For real)
I'm gon' smoke that n*gga
[Chorus: Yung Sinn]
Jumped off the porch with no guns but I'ma still break in
Them bushes outside your house, yeah, I was sittin' right in there, waitin'
Big brother spinnin' if you try a thing
We pop the hotbox in apartment, finna [?], he play
He ran up on the scene, he got some heart, that lil' n*gga brave
My gun raw, Ruger, smashed his ass on the f*ckin' play
I f*cked that ho like same time, she still can't call me bae
We ain't goin' for sh*t, we ain't cuffin' nothin', I ain't got time today