Tic Tac [Intro Boy Who Cried Wolf]

Christian Maldonado, Isaiah Rivera

Yuh cris Dinero ay yuh, ay
Ay, ay ooh, ay act like, act like ooh, ay
Ooh, ay ay, ooh, ay

Ay, hold my pistol at my death
Fuck my life, this don't mean shit
Broad give me top, ride with the mop
Hold me, floating off two percocets
Pink molly, tic tac, make me sweat
Cut a fuck nigga in the face, hold my dick
Two phones on my hip
I don’t know who this is
Ooh, bad bitch swallow my kids
Who is the bitch
Two shots oh my, gonna bust off the rip
Ay, I just might just Bowflex my chest
Big diamond bezel all the way to my pecs
This is that shit that I smoke when they dead
Stack it up, run it up
I can’t let fuck niggas think
That they one to one
Bring your little bitch, yeah
She ride on my dick
When I step in this bitch, yeah
You know they uncomfortable
Ooh, yuh, give it to her right now
Ooh, pipe down let the world clip right now
Ooh, tats on my neck and my skin
Riding that glizz in the Benz
Thumbing through racks with my kin
Bussing down since I was a lil jit
I was a demon back then
Thumbing through racks with my kin
Bussing down all on the jig
I was a demon back then i was a demon back-

Riding around with my eyes low
Big bankroll, I don’t ever fold
Fuck nigga 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 correlate, I don’t know
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Man adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on

Like, cut him with the blade on my hip
Ay, feeling like Mick Jagger with the drip
Tooth fairy, nigga, always give my two cents
Whose bitch wanna fuck on
The Rich Life clique
Yuh, boy, I’m back in the casket ass thick
Thinking that I’m doing black magic
Ratchets, run up on my
Soul, can’t catch this, ay
Want me to boost on the bean
Walk with racks on my jeans
Woke up, just killing the scene
Told myself I’m the best rapper alive
And I looked up at God, he said
"Can’t disagree"
Want me to boost with the bean
Walk with racks on my jeans
Woke up, just killing the scene
Told myself I’m the best rapper alive
And I looked up at God, he said, "Boy, like
I can’t disagree" (Yuh)

Riding around with my eyes low
Big bankroll, I don’t ever fold
Fuck nigga 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 correlate, I don’t know
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Man adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
Adding up a hundred bands on my iPhone
I don’t know shit that these fuck boys on
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