Toosii – Tic Tic Lyrics
Artist: Toosii
Song: Tic Tic
Bad b#tch and a mistress now my main b#tch having misfits
Lane switch when I ride it’s raining outside I hope don’t hit sh#t
I’ma time bomb n#gg# tic tic
Richard Mille that’s some rich sh#t
f#ck a hoe and you gon tell the gang cause you a f#ckin’ lame and that’s some b#tch sh#t Gucci denim feel like Dapper Dan know I’m the f#ckin’ man ain’t gotta tell it
Pull up the Rolls Royce that’s a Cullinan I know it smell like weed but I don’t sell it But still get a pack in and I’ll mail it
I be on trap sh#t with three telly’s
I bring a bad b#tch to the telly
She don’t ask for the dick then baby won’t get it
Championship ring and I know what it bring
Couple bottles and some weed and she riding on me
Don’t like attention I black out the windows then slide with extendos be riding lowkey n#gg#s be broke and plottin’ on me
n#gg#s be fake so watch yo homies
I can’t even lie I rather be lonely in a whip with a b#tch I watch her dome me
Whip matte black ride with the cutter
You love that n#gg# then die with ya brother
b#tches ain’t sh#t won’t ride for another
Now I ain’t sh#t I lie say I love her
b#tches ain’t sh#t I lied say I love her
I can’t cut ties with the butter
They leave you upset when you love ’em
I say f#ck that just gun ’em, down
Bad b#tch and a mistress now my main b#tch having misfits
Lane switch when I ride it’s raining outside I hope don’t hit sh#t
I’ma time bomb n#gg# tic tic
Richard Mille that’s some rich sh#t
f#ck a hoe and you gon tell the gang cause you a f#ckin’ lame and that’s some b#tch sh#t Gucci denim feel like Dapper Dan know I’m the f#ckin’ man ain’t gotta tell it
Pull up the Rolls Royce that’s a Cullinan I know it smell like weed but I don’t sell it But still get a pack in and I’ll mail it
I be on trap sh#t with three telly’s
I bring a bad b#tch to the telly
She don’t ask for the dick then baby won’t get it
I only sing, that’s cap I rap but they say that I do so I tell ’em like f#ck it
I take a b#tch to McDonalds and tell her to get what she want and she better McLoveit
If she ask my name I tell her McLovin’
I don’t make love a n#gg# be f#ckin’
She don’t suck dick a n#gg# won’t bust it She got a Michael Kors then I don’t trust it Uh be nasty be disgusting
Still ride with the gang gang
Free them boys out the chain gang
They ain’t lost sh#t but they still tryna maintain
I’ma bad boy causing ruckus
Bro still tryna slang cane
f#ck bad b#tches and get money better know the gang name
Bad b#tch and a mistress now my main b#tch having misfits
Lane switch when I ride it’s raining outside I hope don’t hit sh#t
I’ma time bomb n#gg# tic tic
Richard Mille that’s some rich sh#t
f#ck a hoe and you gon tell the gang cause you a f#ckin’ lame and that’s some b#tch sh#t Gucci denim feel like Dapper Dan know I’m the f#ckin’ man ain’t gotta tell it
Pull up the Rolls Royce that’s a Cullinan I know it smell like weed but I don’t sell it But still get a pack in and I’ll mail it
I be on trap sh#t with three telly’s
I bring a bad b#tch to the telly
She don’t ask for the dick then baby won’t get it
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Release Year: 2021