[Intro: Shane Powers]
Right now we got some new music only here on Golf Radio
(God I love this sample)
We're going to dance
And exercise
And have some fun
[Chorus]
I ain't got time for these n***as
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this b**h, lookin' like a seminar
Who the f** you talkin' to muhf**a?
Boy I ain't got time for these b**hes
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this b**h lookin' for a waterhose
Who the f** you talking to, muhf**a?
Boy I ain't got time
[Verse 1]
Boy, I need a Kleenex
How I got this far? Boy, I can't believe it
That I got this car, so I take the scenic
Pa**enger a white boy, look like River Phoenix
First, happy birthday
You b**h a** n***a, yup I'm thirsty
Them little shots that you threw, they ain't hurt me
I ain't f** with you b**h a** in the first place
[Chorus]
I ain't got time for these n***as
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this b**h, lookin' like a seminar
Who the f** you talkin' to muhf**a?
Boy I ain't got time for these b**hes
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this b**h lookin' for a waterhose
Who the f** you talking to, muhf**a?
Boy I ain't got time
[Verse 2]
Nat Turner would be so proud of me
'Cause all these muhf**as got they style from me
I bet they all looking from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, they would bow at me
But you're a house n***a, so you don't know
How that sh** go, with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my short hair
'Cause you already know how slow my sh** grow
[Bridge]
(Hey)
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
[Verse 3]
Been the man with a pickle plan, n***as know the dill
When I sell the carnival, I bet I get a 100 mil'
Next line will have 'em like "Woah"
I've been kissing white boys since 2004
One me, two feet, three mmms
Four, five, six years ago s**ed
Seven figure conversations with Converse finalized
'Cause Vans f**ed up
I'ma read commas, you gon' leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain't did nada
You ain't important
I'ma keep sporting
All smiles over here
Shout out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And that's a fact boy
And I just handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
Watch ya neck boys, is that them Golf boys?
That's my muthaf**in' set, boy
Hard pill to swallow like some thick soda
Walk weird 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
With a Skywalker, riding 'round solar
Anakin skin Sprite, and my tint cola
I'm getting neck from a broad like some big shoulders
Till I bust like that 9 in ya heat holster
Everything I say is hot, b**h I speak toaster
And I break orthodox like I eat kosher
Shout out to (shhh) they gave a big loaf of
Green bread, got me chilling like a clean sofa
What's that thick odor?
Young Millie T
A young, focused black boy, oh silly me
(I ain't got time!)
[Verse 4]
Better talk sh**
'Cause I'm either in my Cons or my Golf sh**
Pants got a lil flood, n***a pipe down
I'm Lil Boosie way I wipe down
(Boy I ain't got time!)
Yeah right now
'Cause n***as dying every day and I ain't light brown
And i-D ain't wanna give a n***a no post
So I went and did a 12-page spread in Vogue
(n***a I ain't got time!)
[Outro]
Listen man, I'm that boy
All you little n***as clones
Boy I fill that void
You better k** that noise
Turn around and remap route
When they see that boy with them big ears and that gap tooth
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
"f**... Hello"