Know when it's time to shine
Huh, yeah, King
Okay, huh, King (come on)
Take your time, order the number nine
Tryna get that Audemars, know when it's time to shine
Forget it, never mind, Chanel that number nine
I'm on a different time, italic underline
I'm like ooh-hoo, ya-ya, what you say? I don't tire
Ooh-hoo, ya-ya I'm the man, I'm on fire
I got an Earnshaw, earn more, but they got that Patek Philippe
I'm up in hearse mode, kill-mo, death ain't got nothing on me
I'm on a go slow, work no, I chill at a hundred degrees
Calling the iPhone, ignore, pretend like I cannot receive
Rest in the lead, got money disease
Chill with the squad in a villa
Tap with the visa to purchase some sneaks
Really ain't nothing to see here
Don't fuck with fake tans or name brands
Deep down I know that she Fila
To all of my haters, I throw up the deuces
I'm keeping it moving and see ya
Never would I wanna be ya
Cooling whilst sippin' on beer
We going buck up in here like a deer
Back in the day, rolling mags on a Kia
Now I arrive whilst I sit at the rear
This my arena so why should I fear?
Only time you at the top of the table is
When you're assembling some shit from IKEA
So futuristic I move like I'm running away from my past
We never run outta gas, she hear my flow and she gasp
We coming up with our own type of slang
Taking a while, you call it a span
Speaking in code, say it reversed
Please call the plug 'cause he taking a nasp
I'm 'bout to take me a nap
Take your time, order the number nine
Tryna get that Audemars, know when it's time to shine
Forget it, never mind, Chanel that number nine
I'm on a different time, italic underline
I'm like ooh-hoo, ya-ya, what you say? I don't tire
I'm like, yeah, oh-hoo, ya-ya I'm the man, I'm on fire
Straight out the gate, we get drastic
Fizz and King flipped the switch like gymnastics
I fade out and yet I keep blasting
With the sick drip it seems I been classy
These bowties can kick like Taibo
I, billie blank these beats like lipo
I, scheme tracks to trim fat and make 'em
Slim fast gym class is in I might go fly
Or drive-by, get points like flybys
I'm the right guy to steer through, am sky high
Yelling hi-bye, I pulled through with the hype tribe
Been killing since your boy was a prince like Cyhi I
Never was a regular, born an anomaly
Ever gifted been taking measures
We've known that we'd probably end up gifted with certain treasures
So we been on a hush word to Ghost we been cooking pressure
Tonga boy am here repping the Bantu
Southern bred I grew up sipping Chibwantu
Had to run through, making trunks boom, spitting hot fumes
We had to give her something to back too
Spit it, one, two, and hit record
Three points just to split the score
Getting what's due in each regard
Each joint hits a different chord
I got a nifty sword I gotta swing with force
This aint no bubblegum rap
'Cause see we at it till the battle gun drops
Mechanic with the rattle gun raps
I go nuts and bolt and bring the volts
Like a sparkie on zap
Strapped with a hottie with her body on lock
As we hit the party with Bacardi on rocks
With Naz we sipping jungle juice and the cups are bloody
Fusion's back in to body the spot
Take your time, order the number nine
Tryna get that Audemars, know when it's time to shine
Forget it, never mind, Chanel that number nine
I'm on a different time, italic underline
I'm like ooh-hoo, ya-ya, what you say? I don't tire
Ooh-hoo, ya-ya I'm the man, I'm on fire