Cartier Jacob - Prime Time Lyrics

(Ahhhh)
(Why this b*tch erking my nerves)
(Ahhh)
(Why this b*tch erking my nerves)
(Uhh, Cartier)
Drugs, relapse
Yah I need some more
Prime time I'm in that mode
What ya know bout getting dough
What ya know bout kicking doors
Psh
Ya don't know nun
Psh
Creep with a gun
You a broke boy, you is a bum
(You is a bum)
Why this b*tch erking my nerves
She know I play with the p*ssy it purr
(Yea it purr)
Why I get fly like a bird
I sh*t on these n*ggas yea just like a terd
I'm moving these drugs like come and get served
Better stay in ya lane lil n*gga don't swerve
This sh*t in my vein, this sh*t like a curse
I'm rocking this Gucci n*gga like burr
Go through sh*t we live and we learn
It's my time wait ya turn
I'm that n*gga know ya heard
I don't give a f*ck bout what ya heard
These n*ggas cap it is absurd
V8 engine that b*h purr
Bending corners I'm like Skrt
I'm that n*gga kissing curbs
(Skrt)
Yall n*ghas cap on foe nem grave
Real big boss can't be no slave
Took her down yo b*tch got slayed
(Got slayed)
I be stuck all in my ways
(In my ways)
I be dunking on n*ggas young n*gga make plays
Don't f*ck with a thot, the b*tch through shade
The b*tch just pop the p*ssy all day
And I just popped a shroom in space
I love her energy
N*gga get popped bout my bae
(Bout my bae)
I get fly like a plane
(Like a plane)
N*gga just jack my style all day
(All day)
F*ck that pistol I copped a K, run up on me let it spray
Got it on me n*gga duh
Glockie switch go duh-tuh-duh
(Duh-tuh-duh)
Want no smoke n*gga you could die
Play you lay you D-I-E
(Uhh)
Her p*ssy sweet like P-I-E
Stand on business wearing T-I-E
I do this sh*t on my own f*ck nigga ya D-I-Y
Drugs, relapse
Yah i need some more
(Uhh)
Prime time in that mode
What ya know bout getting dough
What ya know bout kicking dough
Psh
Ya don't know nun
Psh
Creep with a gun
You a broke boy, you is a bum
(Bum)
(Ya you is a bum)
(Why this b*tch erking my nerves)
(Duhh)