FtL Big Ju - Tick Tock

Oh
Oh
Oh
Hoe
No time for these hoes
So I strike a pose
Too many flows
Woah
Smoking on pressure I roll it up
It look like a Whoopi dread lock
I am the realest nigga that yo bitch ever seen
I got her in the headlock
Shawty is really nasty with the head in the bed
So I gave that bitch a headshot
My shooter don't make a sound
All you hear is a click clack
Your last sight was a red dot
My lyrics so motivational
Somebody call them up tell them Ju need a Ted talk
Off the drugs I feel sensational
Fucked up watch how I hit my dead walk
It's a lotta niggas capping I don't say shit
I just sit back let the dead's talk
She a junkie for this lifestyle
All she need is a birkin, a wig, and some meds dawg
I don't have no tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock time for these hoes
When I step out it's flick flick flick flick flick flick
So I strike a pose
Shawty so got damn thick imma lick lick lick lick lick
Sweet like Cheerios
Big Ju too different got so many flows
If you a hater I fuck on your hoe
Keep it low key I'm really grinding chasing a bag
I know some niggas gone hate and it's sad
It's funny how I was called corny wack
When niggas I trusted talked behind my back
That hate motivational
It made me hungry for that paper yo
That is why I go crazy on these tracks
Cause I love to laugh in haters faces hoe
Slim big booty brown skin baddie
Coming through so I can bounce her
Say she gotta light skin friend then
Tell her come through so she can get
Slaughtered
I like my bitches real pretty and nasty with bank accounts on Barbra Walters
Pretty soon imma be flying private to a island in foreign waters
When the money come in imma count it up
Stack it and count it up
And laugh at the people that doubted us
Damn my jewelry is shining bruh
She begging me to spend some time with her
Sorry but I can't wife a slut
I roll the berry white and light it up
I'm the shit you cannot wipe me up
Big Ju bitch I'm so cold
I go loko in yo hoe throat
Play with me that's is a no no
You're a bozo boy you so broke
I'm fresh to deaff like Loso
You didn't know so
Now you know bro
Thought you could catch up you too slow
On the money I'm tall Manute Bol
I don't have no tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock time for these hoes
When I step out it's flick flick flick flick flick flick
So I strike a pose
Shawty so got damn thick imma lick lick lick lick lick
Sweet like Cheerios
Big Ju too different got so many flows
If you a hater I fuck on your hoe
No time for these hoes
No time for these hoes
So I strike a pose
Too many flows no time for these hoes
Woah

Written by:
Adam Austin

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