Tlap - TIME'S UP! Lyrics

Yah
Wait hollup kill it
Yah
They want me done
They want me finished
I think it's time
Yah, are you coming or leaving
If I walk outside the crib and pray for no tomorrow
I could have you on your knees
You'll beg and plead to fucking follow
If you got a problem with the Mob, then take it to Apollo
Rocket ship you out of space
You there to stay it's not a model
She said I'm in her head I tend to weigh her down
I've fallen off course I hit reroute
Fucked up so much guess that's what it's about
Time's up Tlap, yeah you're already
Out
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Last time I checked in it was already over
Why you keep coming back, I know your parents hate stoners
She could be the front of Vogue, but she pose as a loner
I'm the only one that knows, so she's letting me closer
I've done a lot of bad things can't you see
I keep my sliders on 100, but I'm feeling fatigue
She got an ass so fat her jeans are screaming to breathe
If I'm always in the wrong, then what's right for me
If you wasn't with me then, then I don't want you with me now
Had to cut a couple off because they fucking up the route
My screen looks better when I check my bank account
Ice cream Monte Carlo with a stripe running south
She said I'm in her head I tend to weigh her down
I've fallen off course I hit reroute
Fucked up so much guess that's what it's about
Time's up Tlap, yeah you're already
Out
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Last time I checked in it was already over
She gets under my skin like I don't even know her
I repent my sins, but it don't bring me closure
Cuz it's over

Yah
Wait hollup kill it
Yah
They want me done
They want me finished
I think it's time
Yah, are you coming or leaving
If I walk outside the crib and pray for no tomorrow
I could have you on your knees
You'll beg and plead to fucking follow
If you got a problem with the Mob, then take it to Apollo
Rocket ship you out of space
You there to stay it's not a model
She said I'm in her head I tend to weigh her down
I've fallen off course I hit reroute
Fucked up so much guess that's what it's about
Time's up Tlap, yeah you're already
Out
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Last time I checked in it was already over
Why you keep coming back, I know your parents hate stoners
She could be the front of Vogue, but she pose as a loner
I'm the only one that knows, so she's letting me closer
I've done a lot of bad things can't you see
I keep my sliders on 100, but I'm feeling fatigue
She got an ass so fat her jeans are screaming to breathe
If I'm always in the wrong, then what's right for me
If you wasn't with me then, then I don't want you with me now
Had to cut a couple off because they fucking up the route
My screen looks better when I check my bank account
Ice cream Monte Carlo with a stripe running south
She said I'm in her head I tend to weigh her down
I've fallen off course I hit reroute
Fucked up so much guess that's what it's about
Time's up Tlap, yeah you're already
Out
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Last time I checked in it was already over
She gets under my skin like I don't even know her
I repent my sins, but it don't bring me closure
Cuz it's over