AllStar JR – When It's Time
Genre Rap

LYRIC
When It's Time

Intro

[Welcome to Get a Bag Records
[Let's get a bag
[Ayo, Cash, I think we got one
[Dime on the beat
Big R

Verse 1

My Amiri stash put you on your feet for real
Brodie tryna kill somethin', he just eatin' pills
Independent, lookin' like I got a sneaker deal
Yeah, I wear VV for real, these niggas EBT for real
Nigga say he want two birds, he got sixty G's
He my man's man's mans, give me sixty-three
Sixty-five hundred Benz ridin' in the 63
A hundred sixty thou' just to get from A to Z
Forgive me for sinnin'
I'ma keep on spinnin'
Bumpеd into my mans, grabbed K, I'm out on a mission
Bet I nevеr lack again, play with me and you finished
Iced up with the chop, such a wonderful feeling
Sixteen for the shirt, thirteen for the pants
Ninety-three in the Benz, throw forty bucks on your head
Lil' nigga, I'll drop forty plus on your ass
Next piece, thinkin' 'bout fully bustin' the bag, nigga

Chorus

When it's time to get money, I get frantic and anxious
Eager, impatient, long story short, I ain't waiting
You gon' hear some niggas tell you I ain't do what I'm saying
But them niggas broke and I'll fly they bitch to Jamaica
When it's time to get money, I get frantic and anxious
Eager, impatient, long story short, I ain't waiting
You gon' hear some niggas tell you I ain't do what I'm saying
But them niggas broke and I'll fly they bitch to Jamaica

Verse 2

I just made another play out the Westin
Baggin' up on Westheimer, hittin' sales in the Tesla
Work got me on my third property out in Texas
Press a button, get you pressed while I'm pressin' the presser
Get on Instagram and block niggas who ain't seen the block
Lettin' secrets out, nigga, I done peeped you out
Nigga used to serve me, deliver pizza now
Nothin' scary as these streets, bro, that shit'll creep you out
'Fore I moved up to rentals, I went bus crazy
Go and get you a real job, pay cuts crazy
In the Track', finna push this bitch to one-eighty
Niggas pull up, miss on purpose, boy, they point shaving
Bitch, 'stead I'm turnin' cream sodas into grape pops
Where I'm at to Baton Rouge, that's a straight shot
Turn my J's into zombies with this straight drop
I take my picture on the side, I took that face shot

Chorus

When it's time to get money, I get frantic and anxious
Eager, impatient, long story short, I ain't waiting
You gon' hear some niggas tell you I ain't do what I'm saying
But them niggas broke and I'll fly they bitch to Jamaica
When it's time to get money, I get frantic and anxious
Eager, impatient, long story short, I ain't waiting
You gon' hear some niggas tell you I ain't do what I'm saying
But them niggas broke and I'll fly they bitch to Jamaica

Outro

Bag life, nigga
[Let's get a bag]

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