Tor1n - Tick Tock Lyrics

Tick Tock
Wrist watch
I can break that pack down
Fresh out ziplock
Please don't tell my bidness baby
Keep yo lips locked
Or get treated like my clothes
Change attire no pit stop

But this ain't Jeff Gordon
I'm more like Air Jordan
I used to drive a Civic
That's a broke nigga foreign
Night riding in the city
Got two bad bitches with me
Ion need no pillow, they got tempurpedic titties
I heard if you truly want it, then you just might get it
I'm tryna fuck Rihanna so one day I'll probably hit it
Then write a song about it, paint that pussy, oh so vivid
Niggas mad cuz I'm living
No, they livid cuz I'm winning
But I'm winning, cuz I'm working
Was all yo grinding worth it
You should have used that energy hurting, to find yo purpose
Instead of trying to block my shine, don't touch the curtains
The planets been aligned It's my time
Peep the convergence

Tick Tock
Wrist watch
I can break that pack down
Fresh out from ziplock
Please don't tell our bidness baby
Keep yo lips locked
Or get treated like my clothes
Change attire, no pit stop

My flow is unique
I fuck up the beat
The smell is gone leak
Reminiscent of a dead body
Decomposing like after a week
I bust out the seems, no slack in my (Jeans) genes
I jumped on a track, then I beat that bitch down
Dropping these gems got enough in my crown
She let me stroke from the back
Til I drowned in it, pounding it
Playin' muhhfuckin' me lost and found in it
Sponge bob 'round the town in it
Mary J. Blige, I'm going down
Took my muhhfuckin' time in it
Name one better rhyme nigga
All this green steady got me stoned
See I'm Thanos and you Dr. Strange
It's a time difference
We just use the fuckin' time different
You just wanna rap
All I do is snap
We just muhhfuckin' rhyme different
Niggas ain't down to ride witcha
No piece of the pie for you
On stage cut the mic up
Cass B turn my mic up
If she bad a nigga might fuck
More punches than a fight club
Got bars like a night club
Plugged in like a light bulb
Roll a j then I light up
Please keep all bad vibes from the radius of my cypher
I'd prefer a shot coming from a opp
Cuz a friend showed me how the knife works
Friend showed me how the knife
Cuz a bitch in a white skirt
Hit my line when she touched dine
Cuz she wanna know how the pipe work
I was really bout to pass on her
Found out she had the gas on her
Bape sweats, I had to swag on her
But I never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever, ever, ever, ever, drop a bag on her