Time Capsule

By TrDee

Released on October 15, 2023

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[Intro: BabyTron]

(ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, fuck a year)

(This our decade, this our century, this our millennium)

(Long live $cams, free unky)

I'm workin' magic like Expelliarmus

It's 2023, we fully switchin', ain't no semis cockin' (Brrt)

[Verse 1: TrDee & BabyTron]

Pull this bitch from deep, from the logo

Told this bitch I'm tryna get behind her like the PoPo

Mike Amiris with the rips and the stains look like a hobo (Shit)

Caught his ass goin' in the work, now he a no show (Boom)

[Chorus: BabyTron & TrDee]

Unky in the kitchen with more ice than a igloo

He can't put in on, the spot slammin' like Jiu-jitsu

Ridin' hot as hell, 'cause I'm smokin' with my pistol

Used to care about you, now I'm happy, I don't miss you (Brrt)

[Verse 2: BabyTron & TrDee]

I might put the shrooms in a time capsule (Brrt)

Thirty years later, go and take 'em

I might see God, (Shit) I might see Satan (Shit)

I might take a trip to outer space and see spaceship

Shit, shit, I might put a million in a time capsule (Shit)

I should've did that with some Act'

Used to skip 'em, now I'm tellin' bitches, "go and get some class"

I'm not switchin' like a bitch that ain't got no ass

I be droppin' dimes, droppin' jam (No cap)

I do what I want, livin' life just like the Sims

Pull up in that foreign, bet you that she hoppin' in

Really one of one, I do not have a twin

Really one of none, I swear these niggas don't compete (They don't)

You know the street's code, I wish he would've had his heat (Damn)

You know the street's code, I push the goose and cash 'em mink (Brrt)

I just cashed the buffs, arms white just like a sink

[Chorus: BabyTron & TrDee]

Unky in the kitchen with more ice than a igloo

He can't put in on, the spot slammin' like Jiu-jitsu

Ridin' hot as hell, 'cause I'm smokin' with my pistol

Used to care about you, now I'm happy, I don't miss you

(Unky in the kitchen with more ice than a igloo)

(He can't put in on, the spot slammin' like Jiu-jitsu)

(Ridin' hot as hell, 'cause I'm smokin' with my pistol)

(Used to care about you, now I'm happy, I don't miss you)