Wifisfuneral - Tic Tac (Intro) lyrics

[Intro] Yuh Cris Dinero Ay Yuh, ay Ay, ay Ooh, ay Act like, act like Ooh, ay Ooh, ay Ay, ooh, ay [Verse 1] Ay, hold my pistol at my d**h F**k my life, this don't mean s**t Broad give me top, ride with the mop Hold me, floating off two percocets Pink molly, tic tac, make me sweat Cut a f**k n***a in the face, hold my d**k Two phones on my hip, I don't know who this is Ooh, bad b***h swallow my kids (?) (?) gonna bust off the rip Ay, I might just Bowflex my chest Big diamond bezel all the way to my pecs This is that s**t that I smoke when they dead Stack it up, run it up, I can't let f**k n****s think that they one to one Bring your little b***h, yeah, she ride on my d**k When I step in this b***h, yeah, you know they uncomfortable Ooh, yuh Give it to her right now Ooh, pipe down (?) clip right now Ooh, tats on my neck and my skin Hiding that glizz the Benz Thumbing through racks with my kin Bussing down all on (?) I was a demon back then Thumbing through racks with my kin Bussing down all on (?) I was a demon back then I was a demon back [Hook/Chorus] Riding around with my eyes low Big bankroll, I don't ever fold F**k n***a hate, he don't wanna see me win But the cash came in, that's what I'm here for Me and you don't (?) like I don't know Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on, man Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on [Verse 2] Like, cut him with the blade on my hip Ay, feeling like Mick Jagger with the drip Tooth fairy, n***a, always give my two cents Whose b***h wanna f**k on the Rich Life clique Yuh, boy, I'm back in the casket A*s thick, thinking that I'm doing black magic Ratchets, run up on my soul, can't catch this, ay [Bridge] Want me to (?) Walk with racks on my jeans Woke up, just k**ing the scene Told myself I'm the best rapper alive And I looked up at God, he said, “Can't disagree” Want me to (?) Want me to (?) Walk with racks on my jeans Woke up, just k**ing the scene Told myself I'm the best rapper alive And I looked up at God, he said, “Boy, like, I can't disagree” Want me to (?) [Hook/Chorus] Riding around with my eyes low Big bankroll, I don't ever fold F**k n***a hate, he don't wanna see me win But the cash came in, that's what I'm here for Me and you don't (?) like I don't know Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on, man Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone I don't know s**t that these f**k boys on, like