What Time Is It? - Lou Phelps

It’s 'bout 10 PM, bruh’s in my DM

Talking 'bout a house party at the quatrième

I had time to think, got dishes in the sink

Mama wouldn’t let a nigga step out of the house

Although she was asleep passed out on the couch

I think it’s my time to bounce

Put on the flashiest shoes that a nigga could find

Don’t say nothing to me, it’s my time to shine

Um, I reminisce about my sexy chick

But a brother needed to nut, so it didn’t mean shit

Usually they teach you about the birds and the bees

We squirrels in high school, something like high siege, um

Guess who’s here, look who’s there

I used to be the man way back in the day

To get down was my thing, that’s what they would say

Next morning go to church, repent sins and pray

Me and this baby had an unholy union

Locking eyes ever since I was a junior

I took it that she didn’t want to be seen

Now shawty’s with me, so I’m living the dream

Um, started feeling freaky vibrations

My pocket held the information

So I pulled out my phone, got 12 missed calls

Mama after me but I don’t give a what

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

As I was walking in snowy December

Thinking about my shorty

And all the bumping and grinding we gonna do

My mama kept calling, I wasn’t tryna answer

I ain’t even make it to the house party yet

Innanet James called me to tell me how his night went

Let’s end the night in reverse, it’s like 6 AM

Just crept in, crept so my mom slept in

What a plan but the wood floors, did what they good for

Creep fucked the creep up, dial back to 5

Whip full of women asking where to dine at the time

I said a diner?

she said «Nah, vagina is fine»

So an hour after that, and that was all I tell

In hotels, smoking what we rolled that three

An hour later, Im like I felt like Cheech

Felt like I believed I could fly for the moment

Two in the morning, bottle right beside me, open

Take it to the head, like fuck it

What great judgment, slurrin all my words in public

But it’s fine, I ain’t gotta drive beloved

My eyes is bloody

Mary I ain’t hiding nothing

What a time to be alive, ah its back to one

My cousin’s calling often, like «Let's kick it»

Kick back at mine, full of fine Habesha women

Can I kick it?

Yes I can, like Messi

Kick it like Ed, like Edd, like Eddy

Said I hit your phone, moe its lit get ready

We was gon' ride out, honeycomb hide out

Mama said «Honey, get home before the lights out»

And that was my night, and it was alright

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)

What time is it?

(oh yeah)

What time is it?

(I don’t care)