TIM3 Lyrics – Mike WiLL Made-It, SahBabii

Read the complete TIM3 Lyrics by Mike WiLL Made-It and SahBabii from the album R3SET along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Mike WiLL Made-It's music, you can also explore RUSSIAN ROULETT3 and ROOMS, two other songs by Mike WiLL Made-It.

[Part I]

[Intro]
Pre-pre-pre-premiere
Wor-wor-world fu*k-fu*k-fu*king pr-pr-pr-pr-premiere
World fu*king premiere (Mike WiLL Made-It)

[Chorus]
I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne
I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point
Creative player-ass n!gga need to buy some MyPoints
B!tch-n!gga doing b!tch s*it, proving my point
I don't respect s*it from nobody, I'ma grind for it
Oh, you wanna play today, guess what? I got time for it
Hone a n!gga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord
Dig ya partner up and then display him like a dinosaur

[Verse]
Stop, drop and roll in this b!tch, I'm on fire
Say he took something from me, polygraph him, he alive
Turn they hoes to paparazzi, photographing, we outside
Wrotе my name on her pu*sy, autograph between hеr thighs
N!gga say he got beef, I'm like do it come with fries?
I'm not James, I can't bond with these hoes, they be spies
She got good tongue, but the b!tch a snake, she disguised
All my n!ggas, they gon' slide, they gon' ride, we gon' rise
Always outnumbered, always the underdog
N!ggas tried to jump me, had to get the guns involved
Respect earned, n!gga, I'm standing firm, n!gga
I ain't never ran, pull up on the smoke like worm, n!gga

[Chorus]
I-I-I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne
I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point
Creative player-ass n!gga need to buy some MyPoints
B!tch-n!gga doing b!tch s*it, proving my point
I don't respect s*it from nobody, I'ma grind for it
Oh, you wanna play today, guess what? I got time for it
Hone a n!gga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord
Dig ya partner up and then display him like a dinosaur

[Part II]

[Intro]
Wor-wor-world fu*k-fu*k-fu*king pr-pr-pr-pr-premiere
Got a .30 on my seat (It's, it's, it's-it's—)
It's my time

[Chorus]
It's my time, I've been waiting too long
Can't no n!gga tell me s*it, I got this s*it on my own
Chopsticks on all my brothers, we make egg foo young
Dogs*it, no kitty litter, bought my mama a home
Clown-ass n!gga, ain't no b!tch had ever told me she going
Can't jump no fence, they on my side, they right but totally wrong
At the top, n!gga, don't ask what floor we on
When something feeling off, n!ggas already know where we going

[Verse]
I'm in London, making bread, pockets filled with scones
80 pointers, old-school, he got killed with stones
Nicknamed his b!tch "Soul food," she like neck bones
I got partners doing life having s*x with phones
I'm a real deal monster, something like Al Capone
It get real vicious, I'm a Pitbull and land a Labrador
He a whole b!tch, before he walk in, I'ma grab the door
I'm 'bout action, done talking, you can have the floor

[Chorus]
It's my time, I've been waiting too long
Can't no n!gga tell me s*it, I got this s*it on my own
Chopsticks on all my brothers, we make egg foo young
Dogs*it, no kitty litter, bought my mama a home
Clown-ass n!gga, ain't no b!tch had ever told me she going
Can't jump no fence, they on my side, they right but totally wrong
At the top, n!gga, don't ask what floor we on
When something feeling off, n!ggas already know where we going

[Outro]
Ayy, Kim, reset that motherfu*ker