Time’s Up – Bahja Rodriguez

You still on that fuck shit
I can tell
You forgot I know you
Very well
Don’t know how I did it
For so long
I’m up
I’m acting different
I’m on my own

Neck and wrist
It drip like water
Different stones
Bitch look at my closet
Dripped in sauce
Car I’m in is keyless
Doors go up
You see it
Betcha never find another girl like me
Oh ooh wah

Milly on my wrist
So icy
Boy your time’s up
Dior my linen
My shoe game is winning
Capital B for the Birkin
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah

Milly on my wrist
So icy
Boy your time’s up
Dior my linen
My shoe game is winning
Capital B for the Birkin
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah

This I got on cost a fortune
Foreign I’m in is imported
I’m not checking for you
No more bad vibes
Only the family
It’s mob ties
I’m at the top
Where you can’t slide
No you can’t come with no invite
You know I’m so cold

Neck and wrist
It drip like water
Different stones
Bitch look at my closet
Dripped in sauce
Car I’m in is keyless
Doors go up
You see it
Betcha never find another girl like me
Oh ooh wah

Milly on my wrist
So icy
Boy your time’s up
Dior my linen
My shoe game is winning
Capital B for the Birkin
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah

Milly on my wrist
So icy
Boy your time’s up
Dior my linen
My shoe game is winning
Capital B for the Birkin
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah
I’m in my bag yeah
Yeah yeah