Tik Tik Tik - JetsonMade, Yung Bans

Pooh, you a fool for this

Yeah

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

Ayy, yeah

Yeah, yeah

She wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick

Wanna lick all on this dick (Yeah)

Look at this Rollie on my wrist, wrist

It don’t tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (Tick)

And I know they gettin' money

But they ain’t gettin' to it like this (To it like this)

Kill a nigga whole gang

But we ain’t tryna go to prison

They want that old Bans back

They want me on that dumb shit

How the fuck I catch a murder?

I ain’t even touch the nigga

Yeah, I got murder on my mind

Yeah, I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind

This time got murder on my mind

I feel like Hercu-, Hercu-, Hercules

Niggas wanna murder me

Demons in my ear, they talkin' to me, sound like Turtle Beach

Havin' good steak, young niggas, know they’ve heard of me

Take a nigga main, she wanna fuck me for a Birkin, please

All my shoes say double C’s

I was just broke with nothin' to eat

Catch 'em down bad, pop top

Pow, watch 'em bleed

Gettin' to the guap, I’m with this lil' hoe, she on lock (Yeah)

When I was on the block I had the dope all in my sock (Yeah)

Straight out the jungle (Oh, ah)

Ready to rumble (Yeah)

The chopper snub him (Yeah)

Pull out and rub him (Ooh)

Long live T-Money, he was shooting at the police, shit

All my niggas hurt, though they really on that greedy shit

Fuck this bitch, I send her home

Really, I don’t need a bitch

All she want is money, I got plenty, I’ll spend it quick

Where these hoes was at when I was out here down bad on my dick?

Hundred thousand on my wrist

VVS’s, watch they drip

All my niggas killers, and they with it, I can’t let 'em slip

Go ahead, choose your side

You really with me, gotta take your pick

Foh, foh, foh, nigga, you hear that

Only got one life, you can’t get back

Better stop flexing like you gangsta, know you ain’t near that

We gon' leave your ass stanking, we the shit bag (Woo woo)

She wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick

Wanna lick all on this dick (Let's go)

Look at this Rollie on my wrist, wrist

It don’t tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (Yeah)

And I know they gettin' money

But they ain’t gettin' to it like this (To it like this)

Kill a nigga whole gang

But we ain’t try’na go to prison

They want that old Bans back

They want me on that dumb shit (On that dumb shit)

How the fuck I catch a murder?

I ain’t even touch the nigga

Yeah, I got murder on my mind

Yeah, I got murder on my mind

I got murder on my mind

This time got murder on my mind