Times Outta Ten

Yuh
Yeah, yeah

Pull up in a black Challenger bitch, spinning again
Nigga we can't be buddies, bitch you is not my friend
Running up bands ain't lucky, do it nine times out of ten
Keep a sidearm like Bucky, might throw a mag out the Benz

My money guaranteed, your shit depend
Better hop on Indeed 'cause riding on dick ain't payin'
Your bitch she on her knees, eating that seed like land
Ridin' 'round with two ho's like Nihao Kai Lan
Ridin' 'round with INF, they like what's the plan
Gun packed in a black car like Batman
Ran off with a big bag like the trash man
In the cut with a shank like Benn Beckman
Choppa got a fuckin' kick like Michael Jackson
My niggas live in the sky something like a Jetson
Got your bitch in a penthouse like I'm Jessie
Last month's check looking like a damn pension

Pull up in a black Challenger bitch, spinning again
Nigga we can't be buddies, bitch you is not my friend
Running up bands ain't lucky, do it nine times out of ten
Keep a sidearm like Bucky, might dump a mag out the Benz

Uh, mag out the Benz
Might throw a mag at your friends
I might throw a half if you're lucky
But the aim hittin' nine out of ten
Yeah, I'm shootin' 'bout 90 percent
Push the rate up like 50 percent
And your bitch 'bout a ten out of ten
'Bout to pull up and fuck her again