Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tik Tik Tik, artist - JetsonMade.
Date of issue: 24.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tik Tik Tik |
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 |