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time of the hour - babyrevive lyrics

refrain : pour my soda(mhm huh), pour my soda, pour my soda, told a b*tch don’t know her, i got a new glock talking all that sh*t then your life is over

2nd refrain * steady, steady, woah, oooh woah, ahhh(x3)

verse 1 :
yeah, you got a glock, talking that sh*t about me and i promise i’m babyrevive on top(on top, on top), n*ggas they don’t understand, got a glock with caps key, its on lock(its on lock, hah) n*ggas thinking that they nice, i got a new glock, never run out of stock, i never run out of bullets, i was like cardiovascular, f*ckin’ that hoe, she was boolin’, i think she was whiter than dracula, got a new glock and we boolin, honestly, i’m bout to bully a n*gga(huh), you bout to pull that trigger, honestly i’m moving quicker

chorus : i’m bout to cut off his hand, it was the time of the hour(time of the hour), my glock said it’s hungry(yeah), i told a lil n*gga devour(yeah), it’s catching a body d*mn(yeah), it’s catching a(ooh, ooh), it’s catching a body d*mn, (ooh, yeah, huh, ooh) scoop(eugh, blatt, schyehuh, ahh, guhh, ahh, slatt, scoop{x2})

verse 2 :
ahh, ahh
honestly, you hear my adlibs, i can’t believe that was beautiful, you talkin’ that sh*t bout me, got a glock, we bouta aim up at his cuticles, we bouta aim up at his follicles, i promise i’m ostrobogulous, these n*ggas lookin through binoculars, walk in the hoe, and you really a follower, honestly i got a hollow tip, it was stuck in a sarcophagus, f*ckin’ that hoe and i’m breaking her throat, now she cannot speak out her esophagus, and i got a glock, im in hd, cause i got some high resolution, got a stick in the back, talkin all that sh*t, f*ck, i do need a solution
these n*ggas really gettin’ stretched out, i ain’t talking resolution, i got a new glock i’m intrusive, i promise i’m going so stupid, this a freestyle cause i was wild, i got a new glock and im really mild
talkin’ sh*t about me had to climb a file i got a {?}
n*ggas they think they reconciled, n*gga, we don’t got a peace treaty, this ain’t the treaty of versailles
i walk in the hoe, babyrevive
i got a glock 19, i got a glock 1*9
hit a n*gga and he was 1*9(he was 19)
schyeah, huh(x3)
schyeah, what(x2)

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