About That Time

By B Magic

On Droppin 30

Released on December 7, 2016

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[Intro: *sample*]

"DaVinci [?]"

"DaVinci [?]"


[Chorus: B Magic]

I pull up, so clean

Nigga well known by the dope fiends

Sip some, gon' sip some old lean

That's promethazine with the codeine

About time (ok), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)

About time (ok), about time (yeah)

About time (ok), about time (ain't it)

I'm hopping out, so fresh

Bad bitch uh can I get a 'oh yes'?

Smoking like a rapper nigga know that

No Flaka take a picture nigga, Kodak

About time (uh), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)

About time (yeah), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)


[Verse 1: B Magic]

All these little niggas tryna live large

Internet just make 'em feel hard

My words nicer than a gift card

Sicker than a bitch with discharge

I'm plain fly nigga, lift off

Fat nigga on my Rick Ross

Clip a nigga with the trey on me, code word nigga Chris Paul

Ballgame nigga, Holla voice

Get ya' bitches for the dollar boy

Play a wrist to get ya' thottie moist

Fucking pimping was a body choice

Rowdy rowdy 'bout it 'bout it boy?

Walk around with a shotty toy

Got a silencer, it'll silence ya', bars nuts like a Almond Joy

All eyes on me like Illuminati

Ride the city bumping this Killuminati

Out my body feeling like I'm Luca Brasi

Stacking paper champ, Magic [?]


[Chorus: B Magic]

I pull up, so clean

Nigga well known by the dope fiends

Sip some, gon' sip some old lean

That's promethazine with the codeine

About time (ok), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)

About time (ok), about time (yeah)

About time (ok), about time (ain't it)

I'm hopping out, so fresh

Bad bitch uh can I get a 'oh yes'?

Smoking like a rapper nigga know that

No Flaka take a picture nigga, Kodak

About time (uh), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)

About time (yeah), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)


[Verse 2: B Magic]

The homeboy he done popped a molly, tryna talk to us but his jaw locked

I touch ya' bitch on a soft spot, she seen me leaving off the car lot

Bitch seen Magic and her jaw dropped, a nigga forgot to tell her that car hot

First you saw a flash then a light nigga, slide up on 'em like a mall cop

I'm just tryna make it, ain't nothing new

So you 'bout it 'bout it, ain't nothing true

It's all in ya' head, sell some blue

First date with nina, bitch my weapon new

A nigga tryna get his 40 acres

Super thug nigga, Noriega

Grandma cooking, let this 40 bake ya'

Psycho nigga, I Norman Bates ya'

You a funny rapper nigga, Kevin Hart

I'm outta here nigga, teleport

Told my wife I'm fucking with this Eddie Caine, and she ain't like it like Eleanor


[Chorus: B Magic]

I pull up, so clean

Nigga well known by the dope fiends

Sip some, gon' sip some old lean

That's promethazine with the codeine

About time (ok), about time (uh)

About time (uh), about time (ain't it)

About time (ok), about time (yeah)

About time (ok), about time (ain't it)