Tick Tock
As a youngin, pops had me doin' pull ups, got me big as fuck
Touch my nigga's ZO2 or melo Imma fuck you up
Nothing sweet, nigga got a problem leave it up to G
Know my fit from head to toe, all my shit say triple B
Shit ain't nice, they think I lived in a mansion my whole life
Why you niggas acting like you know me and we grew up tight
Whatchu know about runnin' hills and hooping nigga day and night
My pops told me and my brothers this that shit that get you right
Since a youngin, always went and did what they ain't wanna do
Now look at me, 20 years old rocking my own fuckin shoe
It got 'em sick
Niggas hating be like oh, he grew up rich
But now bitch, it took some time, just like this rolly on my wrist
Yeah, New 41 millimeter my timeclock
Time is up, out of face just like hopscotch
We turn nothing into something like Walla Walla
YSL Jacket had to paint that tye dye
Kick my game like I play Fifa
E'rybody 'round me a boss we equal
Live on my closet, fly like a eagle
Get like us lil' bro lemme teach you
ZO2 kinda nice, haters steaming like some rice
They be putting up a fight
And they numbers lookin' right, but we shootin' at some knives
Told you once won't say it twice
Fix your face you look surprised
You know that devil a lie
And if she look good he disguise
No I don't need me a ride
I'm in a demon
You hear the engine it's screaming
Hit the brakes and then that bitch get to leaning
Spitting this crack and I got 'em all fienin'
Stay with three b's 'cause my people they need me
Big baller brand I'm the man, know we sticking to the plan
Poppin' bottles spending band
ZO2 cost a grand, brought it down for my fans
What's the beach without the sand
Ballin' hard and you can't stop me
Board the pitch they at the pilot
I'll be runnin' up a check
You and your mouth, not the same milage
You know they hating keep 'em silent
You know the flow in the pocket
Louis Duffle match the wallet
Whip is so big I need help just to park it
Make it happen while them people just talking
Yo, new 41 millimeter my timeclock
Time is up, out of face just like hopscotch
We turn nothing into something like Walla Walla
YSL Jacket had to paint that tye dye
Kick my game like I play Fifa
E'rybody 'round me a boss we equal
Live on my closet, fly like a eagle
Get like us lil' bro lemme teach you
Touch my nigga's ZO2 or melo Imma fuck you up
Nothing sweet, nigga got a problem leave it up to G
Know my fit from head to toe, all my shit say triple B
Shit ain't nice, they think I lived in a mansion my whole life
Why you niggas acting like you know me and we grew up tight
Whatchu know about runnin' hills and hooping nigga day and night
My pops told me and my brothers this that shit that get you right
Since a youngin, always went and did what they ain't wanna do
Now look at me, 20 years old rocking my own fuckin shoe
It got 'em sick
Niggas hating be like oh, he grew up rich
But now bitch, it took some time, just like this rolly on my wrist
Yeah, New 41 millimeter my timeclock
Time is up, out of face just like hopscotch
We turn nothing into something like Walla Walla
YSL Jacket had to paint that tye dye
Kick my game like I play Fifa
E'rybody 'round me a boss we equal
Live on my closet, fly like a eagle
Get like us lil' bro lemme teach you
ZO2 kinda nice, haters steaming like some rice
They be putting up a fight
And they numbers lookin' right, but we shootin' at some knives
Told you once won't say it twice
Fix your face you look surprised
You know that devil a lie
And if she look good he disguise
No I don't need me a ride
I'm in a demon
You hear the engine it's screaming
Hit the brakes and then that bitch get to leaning
Spitting this crack and I got 'em all fienin'
Stay with three b's 'cause my people they need me
Big baller brand I'm the man, know we sticking to the plan
Poppin' bottles spending band
ZO2 cost a grand, brought it down for my fans
What's the beach without the sand
Ballin' hard and you can't stop me
Board the pitch they at the pilot
I'll be runnin' up a check
You and your mouth, not the same milage
You know they hating keep 'em silent
You know the flow in the pocket
Louis Duffle match the wallet
Whip is so big I need help just to park it
Make it happen while them people just talking
Yo, new 41 millimeter my timeclock
Time is up, out of face just like hopscotch
We turn nothing into something like Walla Walla
YSL Jacket had to paint that tye dye
Kick my game like I play Fifa
E'rybody 'round me a boss we equal
Live on my closet, fly like a eagle
Get like us lil' bro lemme teach you
Credits
Writer(s): Rory Ballard
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