Tisk Tisk Tic Toc
Sick this chick quick miss
Think she need a ambulance
Brainless ambience in her brain man
Aliens racing to crank the cranium
Ain't she done being dumb
Done sucking her thumb again
Damn, what have I done love
Damn, overdosing in coke and five xans
Cheating x files, wash the hands
You're in exile, plain lands
Thousands of miles till the plane lands
On my island with the pain meds
Still ain't spit shit yet, you bet
This track in for a train wreck
Betcha laying there shit stained, yeah?
Ain't wet in bed but bed wet
Just met, want sex, won't text, want ex
Contracept ripped, waste latex
Make up best when wake up next
Like my dick itch may need some quick test
Doc knocks, twists knob, I sob
Test pos, shot up, gotta blowjob
Oh god, oh fuck my wee lil nuts
This chick, bitch, cunt gave me some
Can't nut, can't fuck, damn this slut
Should've fucked a damn glove
Lil dicky kinda twitchy
Brittany my D said you bit me
Now I got STDs to treat
Can't pee without screaming, woowee
Public service announcing
Flee the bitch with the blonde weave
Tisk tisk tic toc
Flip this wrist, my glock
Dickery dickery doc shot
Miss bibitty bops Ipod
Miss, I got, hit spot
Between eyeballs
Drops on knees, crawls
I ball then fall
Cops on her I call, cleansed in Lysol
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Horrorcore of course
Blood drip from the pen to the floor
As I write this obituary
To a slut so contrary to commitment
Shit, flush away this piece of shit
Texting me daily, on her phone daily
Hating the fact that I won't respond, hate me
Crybaby, you want daddy, shit
I ain't even mad see, I ain't even sad see
I wanna see the picture, clearly you're too blind
Too illiterate to read me, blind as a bat
In fact, you're taking the wrong prescription
Told you that you fatass, slim down
Ease up on the motherfucking Big Macs
Your lifestyle wack
That of a hungry hippo on fucking smack
Tisk tisk tic toc
Flip this wrist, my glock
Dickery dickery doc shot
Miss bibitty bops Ipod
Miss, I got, hit spot
Between eyeballs
Drops on knees, crawls
I ball then fall
Cops on her I call, cleansed in Lysol
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Translucent, illusion, trick of an eye
Rub it twice, half life
Certified death, still alive
Messages are dry, why you gotta mope and cry
I don't know you, why
You gotta say you ain't fuck other guys
Low IQ bitch, why you think stupid is style
I could give a fuck, whine
About how I was that guy
Stop singing about me, childish
Assumptions I'd wild Billie Eilish
Shit, you are one dumb bitch
To think we was, you know, oh fuck
God damn, you are one dumb bitch
Alright, well, that concludes it for today
Uh, if you wanna come back
See this piece of shit tomorrow
Go ahead and uh message me up
Ask me how it's going, I'll still ignore your ass
Think she need a ambulance
Brainless ambience in her brain man
Aliens racing to crank the cranium
Ain't she done being dumb
Done sucking her thumb again
Damn, what have I done love
Damn, overdosing in coke and five xans
Cheating x files, wash the hands
You're in exile, plain lands
Thousands of miles till the plane lands
On my island with the pain meds
Still ain't spit shit yet, you bet
This track in for a train wreck
Betcha laying there shit stained, yeah?
Ain't wet in bed but bed wet
Just met, want sex, won't text, want ex
Contracept ripped, waste latex
Make up best when wake up next
Like my dick itch may need some quick test
Doc knocks, twists knob, I sob
Test pos, shot up, gotta blowjob
Oh god, oh fuck my wee lil nuts
This chick, bitch, cunt gave me some
Can't nut, can't fuck, damn this slut
Should've fucked a damn glove
Lil dicky kinda twitchy
Brittany my D said you bit me
Now I got STDs to treat
Can't pee without screaming, woowee
Public service announcing
Flee the bitch with the blonde weave
Tisk tisk tic toc
Flip this wrist, my glock
Dickery dickery doc shot
Miss bibitty bops Ipod
Miss, I got, hit spot
Between eyeballs
Drops on knees, crawls
I ball then fall
Cops on her I call, cleansed in Lysol
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Horrorcore of course
Blood drip from the pen to the floor
As I write this obituary
To a slut so contrary to commitment
Shit, flush away this piece of shit
Texting me daily, on her phone daily
Hating the fact that I won't respond, hate me
Crybaby, you want daddy, shit
I ain't even mad see, I ain't even sad see
I wanna see the picture, clearly you're too blind
Too illiterate to read me, blind as a bat
In fact, you're taking the wrong prescription
Told you that you fatass, slim down
Ease up on the motherfucking Big Macs
Your lifestyle wack
That of a hungry hippo on fucking smack
Tisk tisk tic toc
Flip this wrist, my glock
Dickery dickery doc shot
Miss bibitty bops Ipod
Miss, I got, hit spot
Between eyeballs
Drops on knees, crawls
I ball then fall
Cops on her I call, cleansed in Lysol
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Tisk tisk tic toc
Translucent, illusion, trick of an eye
Rub it twice, half life
Certified death, still alive
Messages are dry, why you gotta mope and cry
I don't know you, why
You gotta say you ain't fuck other guys
Low IQ bitch, why you think stupid is style
I could give a fuck, whine
About how I was that guy
Stop singing about me, childish
Assumptions I'd wild Billie Eilish
Shit, you are one dumb bitch
To think we was, you know, oh fuck
God damn, you are one dumb bitch
Alright, well, that concludes it for today
Uh, if you wanna come back
See this piece of shit tomorrow
Go ahead and uh message me up
Ask me how it's going, I'll still ignore your ass
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Writer(s): Jacob Johnson
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