Happy belated

I think it's time (I think it's time)
I thought you knew that shit from the get go
Bet you thought I wouldn't let go
I just be jugging kids, feel like John Doe
I feel like John Wick got a pistol
I feel like John Wick got a pistol
I feel like John Wick got a pistol (got a pistol)

No bitch you can't play me
I just be riding round in Mercedes
Just copped that new raf, it's the latest
Forgot it's your birthday bitch happy belated
Smoking gelato got me faded (got me faded)
Off of these percs bitch I'm jaded (I'm jaded)

I bet you thought, I bet you thought that I act right
I pour me a couple fours thought it was last night
I feel like rino, got a green light
I go into any club don't need a invite
He in my crosshair, yeah hе insight
These boys have no fashion, wеaring off-white
I really don't like this song, I need to rewrite
Bae you look good today, and your jeans tight
I'm sippin' Dj Phat, and I need sprite
Just hope you don't catch me in the red light
Just hope you don't catch me in the red light

Me and 3d we going up
I fuck with the cake, but don't fuck with the blunt
These niggas talk shit, but I've had enough
Hop in that coupe, and we going away
If he play get hit with a K
She wanna fuck I'm like ok

We a new wave
You play you lay
Hop in that bitch and we bringing a K
I fuck on that bitch, now she calling me bae

I'm sippin' on Dj Phat
Hop in that Benz, and I hop in that rari again yeah

I was with Wuko
Niggas gon' shoot bro
Fuck on yo bitch bro
She on my dick