Time It Is - Dice SoHo

Spent twenty bands on a new watch, walk in the lot, buy the new drop

Still ridin' dirty, got a whole zip in the pint, so I’m dodgin' from the cops

Diamonds wet, yeah they feel like some mops

I just got off the phone with my pops, he say you gotta give it everything you

got

Jewelry on me, lookin' like Dippin' Dot

L just got him a new Glock, woke up got some new guap

Said she wanna chew cock, pocket rocket in my tube sock

I just broke down some moon rock (moon rock)

Smokin' California while I’m gettin' California love like I’m 2Pac (2Pac)

I’m just a icey young fella in the new Gucci, I feel like I’m Guwop

(Guwop)

I just bought

I swear Dice SoHo be flyer than a muhfuckin' Pelican

You niggas' steady like some bitches, that shit is irrelevant

I know they schemin', tryna watch all my moves, so I move like the…

Aye, spent twenty bands on a new watch, they don’t know what time it is (don't

know what time it is)

Walk in the club, give me all ones, then she know what time it is (she know

what time it is)

Rockin' some lean with racks in, they call me the designer kid (call me the

designer kid)

I’m in, so I had to decline a bitch (had to decline her)

You know I had to decline a bitch, hold on, let me remind you, bitch

The clothes that I got on imported, know you can’t find the shit

(can't find it)

Exotic whip with the seats massaging me, I’m reclining it

They know what time it is (they know what time it is)

They know what time it is (they know what time it is)

In the back of the 'Bach with a hoe, fake ass, fake titties (uh)

Left hand I’m styrofoam cup, right hand on the kitty (yeah)

In the face real pretty, bad bitch from New York City

She seen it all, she sure did it

4 AM in the Hollywood Hills, private party, yeah it litty

All she wanna do is molly and coke, I just wanna doja

She blowin' my mind, I’m blowin' her doja

Outside, it’s a Ghost with a chauffeur

Old bitch thought I wasn’t gon' make it, look at my now, hoe, I told you (I

told you bitch)

Blow the money like it ain’t nothin' to me, I’mma throw through that shit til'

it’s over (it's over)

Hunnid bands wrapped in rubber bands and the Gucci bag around my shoulder

(racks)

And you know the whole gang with me, I don’t go nowhere without my soldiers

(Icey Life)

Grow the hardcore OG on the West Coast, (gas pedal)

Every week we at Boa, to the bitch, I hate bein' sober

Hit

Aye, spent twenty bands on a new watch, they don’t know what time it is (don't

know what time it is)

Walk in the club, give me all ones, then she know what time it is (she know

what time it is)

Uh, rockin' some lean with racks in, they call me the designer kid (call me the

designer kid)

Uh, I’m in, so I had to decline a bitch

You know I had to decline a bitch, hold on, let me remind you, bitch

The clothes that I got on imported, know you can’t find the shit

(can't find it)

Exotic whip with the seats massaging me, I’m reclining it

They know what time it is (they know what time it is)

They know what time it is (they know what time it is)

They know what time it is

They — they — they know what time it is

They know what time it is

They — they — they know what time it is