Tick-Tock (In The Air)

Intro Ohahohohohoh Yeah   Chorus I been on my own shit for so damn long Ayy Niggas tryna steal the wave I wont let em run off They think that Im soft cause I make sad songs Hah Till we catch em slippin at the red light and peel off Grrah grrah grrah Yeah sticks in the air Im so damn high I could sit in the air If I put my watch on the floor you will slip over there ice Bitch Im dope like the end of a crack pipe   Verse 1 Niggas claim they gang oh nah you aint family No She told me my dick in her jaw was her fantasy Woah I gave it to her cause she said that she need it My hand on my heater her boyfriend be tweakin Uhhuh He run up on me then Im leavin him leakin Uhhuh Im shining like diamonds bet Stevie could see it Uhhuh Pay for the foreign I dont do the leases Skrt Beretta on me itll tear you to pieces Baow Fetty on me yeah the fetty on me got machete on me Ima cut him to pieces Yo bitch all over me suckin she leakin Smokin this kush got my eyes Japanesein I gave her defense she take no offense When I tell her that she gotta get lost Im in the back of the Maybach like Ross Skrt Real nigga business dont get involved Yeah Aint yo business bitch Im a boss Yeah You broke as a bitch and its all your fault Yeah Take what I say with a grain of salt they was doubting Now Im on top ooh they surrounding Im on top   Chorus I been on my own shit for so damn long Ayy Niggas tryna steal the wave I wont let em run off They think that Im soft cause I make sad songs Hah Till we catch em slippin at the red light and peel off Grra grra grra Yeah sticks in the air Im so damn high I could sit in the air If I put my watch on the floor you will slip over there ice Bitch Im dope like the end of a crack pipe   Verse 2 I drop a three in the 20 Im leanin I put a light on my gun and its beamin That bitch really love boat captains yeah cause she swallow my semen I dont want pints of the Wock bitch I need it I dont need Perkys but dammit Im fiendin Your nigga told you he richer than me I said Wake up lil nigga you know that you dreamin   Bridge Woahoh Im in my prime ticktock Look at the time big Glock That is a 9 get off   Verse 3 Takin off like NASA huh Finna give you left right like Cassius huh Every day I wake up cashin huh In the bitch pussy Im splashin huh Hide the cocaine in the napkin huh She do the yayo for fashion It is designer my fabric Im really hungry for money but these withdrawals got me fastin yeah Goin through it they recorded me pullin up in an Aston like a Kutcher movie Dog that ho like Scooby maybe even Snoopy Dont got time for nat nat bitches why you always snoopin Got my gun aimin at any rat movin Let it go and put the rattattattattat in Ratatouille If you dont like me you can sue me heard your girlfriend wanna screw me Leave yo head off your body Ill chop it like suey Ive come to realize that I rule the world right now And if I wanted I could take your girl right now Its my life its my world Its your bitch Fuck it now thats my girl   Chorus I been on my own shit for so damn long Ayy Niggas tryna steal the wave I wont let em run off They think that Im soft cause I make sad songs Hah Till we catch em slippin at the red light and peel off Grra grra grra Yeah sticks in the air Im so damn high I could sit in the air If I put my watch on the floor you will slip over there ice Bitch Im dope like the end of a crack pipe Chorus I see everything ho I mean everything ho Married to the money wedding ring ho You will never get a wedding ring ho I see everything ho I mean everything ho Married to the money wedding ring yo You will never get a wedding ring yo   Outro Chef J PD