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 death
f*ck my life, this don't mean sh*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*ck n*gga in the face, hold my di*k
Two phones on my hip, I don’t know who this is
Ooh, bad b*tch swallow my kids who is the b*tch
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 sh*t that I smoke when they dead
Stack it up, run it up, I can’t let f*ck n*ggas think that they one to one
Bring your little b*tch, yeah, she ride on my di*k
When I step in this b*tch, 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-