Clock's Ticking
Clock's Ticking

Envyus, Swerzie - Clock's Ticking Lyrics

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Clock's Ticking Lyrics

I do not tolerate any activity that I perceive that could come bring the end of me
I prefer infamy over the fame playing games with these dumbass bitches don't interest me
Roll with the infantry no you can't sit with me putting my dick where her ribs be
Chucking that bitch to the side like a frisbee
And she came back man you gotta be kidding me
Nothing about me is regular Mordecai, Rigby
I got two semis they twinsies put your ass deeper then REM sleep
Friendly how I present myself
But I'm still ready to protect my health
I go Freddy Krueger on a beat the abuser
I'm accumulating all these accusers saying I don't bring no shit but ruin
Check what I'm doing
I'm eating 'til I'm looking Buddha
I've only been chasing that Gouda
I'm Brutus you Caesar the ruler when I seize the ruger
My house couldn't get any fuller
Two white bitches like Mary Kate Ashley
They wanna marry but know way better than to ask me
I might go scoop me a Spanish bitch just for the accent putting my hands all up over her assets
The fuck they talking bout man
Riley indignant
My win is decisive and quick cause I spit with the swiftness
A nine on my dick and she running like fitness
My competition like an Aztec with sickness
I wipe them all up like a mess in the kitchen
My rag fucking dripping
My hand fucking itching
My bad fucking business
Ain't half of my image
You'll never diminish me enemies stall like, like
Man I can't get enough
I need a yellow bone bitch like a rubber duck
Commas on commas need tons of them
Calling and calling for one on ones
Bet I see them run when I pull up
Bet I see them pop the trunk and duck the knuckles
Bloody up the duster when I uppercut their bodies upwards towards the sun
Take a fathers son I ain't talking Mumford
Take a boy from his mother
Take Troy from his Gabriella
Leave his body in a stone cold cellar
I'm Steve Austin with the stunner
So keep caution if you wanna
Try me like a sample, yeah
You can catch a handful, oh yeah
When I leave your bones broken up in shambles, oh yeah
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Look look, look look, look look
This a Glock nineteen bet' get back
I don't do none of that chit chat
Took your bitch can't have your bitch back
He down bad, don't know where his bitch at
I'm somewhere you never been at
Bout that life, well bitch I been that uh
Look look, look look
Look look, look look
Diamonds bite them bitches frozen
Your bitch see me, left in ocean
Sometimes I feel like I'm chosen
Rappers hate me but don't know shit
Say he shoot me but ain't own shit
If you 'bout it gon' and show it
If you 'bout it come and pull up
At his chin like he did pull ups
Benjies, hunnits what I'm full of
I'm on top, just told her look up
That bitch beg me, this ain't look look
This real life, this ain't no look book
They try'n steal my songs but they can't have it, this no fucking cook book
I'm fin' take off to 021
Go off finna turn into one
I'm with day ones ain't no new ones
Competition be like you won
Competition I done smoked them
I been rolled them, I've outgrown them
All these rappers they mini-me's, feel like I plant and growed them
Look look, look look, look look
This a Glock nineteen bet get back
I don't do none of that chit chat
Took your bitch can't have your aye
He down bad, don't know where his uh
I'm somewhere you uh aye
Bout that life, well bitch I been that uh

I do not tolerate any activity that I perceive that could come bring the end of me
I prefer infamy over the fame playing games with these dumbass bitches don't interest me
Roll with the infantry no you can't sit with me putting my dick where her ribs be
Chucking that bitch to the side like a frisbee
And she came back man you gotta be kidding me
Nothing about me is regular Mordecai, Rigby
I got two semis they twinsies put your ass deeper then REM sleep
Friendly how I present myself
But I'm still ready to protect my health
I go Freddy Krueger on a beat the abuser
I'm accumulating all these accusers saying I don't bring no shit but ruin
Check what I'm doing
I'm eating 'til I'm looking Buddha
I've only been chasing that Gouda
I'm Brutus you Caesar the ruler when I seize the ruger
My house couldn't get any fuller
Two white bitches like Mary Kate Ashley
They wanna marry but know way better than to ask me
I might go scoop me a Spanish bitch just for the accent putting my hands all up over her assets
The fuck they talking bout man
Riley indignant
My win is decisive and quick cause I spit with the swiftness
A nine on my dick and she running like fitness
My competition like an Aztec with sickness
I wipe them all up like a mess in the kitchen
My rag fucking dripping
My hand fucking itching
My bad fucking business
Ain't half of my image
You'll never diminish me enemies stall like, like
Man I can't get enough
I need a yellow bone bitch like a rubber duck
Commas on commas need tons of them
Calling and calling for one on ones
Bet I see them run when I pull up
Bet I see them pop the trunk and duck the knuckles
Bloody up the duster when I uppercut their bodies upwards towards the sun
Take a fathers son I ain't talking Mumford
Take a boy from his mother
Take Troy from his Gabriella
Leave his body in a stone cold cellar
I'm Steve Austin with the stunner
So keep caution if you wanna
Try me like a sample, yeah
You can catch a handful, oh yeah
When I leave your bones broken up in shambles, oh yeah
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Clock's ticking
Clock's ticking baby
Look look, look look, look look
This a Glock nineteen bet' get back
I don't do none of that chit chat
Took your bitch can't have your bitch back
He down bad, don't know where his bitch at
I'm somewhere you never been at
Bout that life, well bitch I been that uh
Look look, look look
Look look, look look
Diamonds bite them bitches frozen
Your bitch see me, left in ocean
Sometimes I feel like I'm chosen
Rappers hate me but don't know shit
Say he shoot me but ain't own shit
If you 'bout it gon' and show it
If you 'bout it come and pull up
At his chin like he did pull ups
Benjies, hunnits what I'm full of
I'm on top, just told her look up
That bitch beg me, this ain't look look
This real life, this ain't no look book
They try'n steal my songs but they can't have it, this no fucking cook book
I'm fin' take off to 021
Go off finna turn into one
I'm with day ones ain't no new ones
Competition be like you won
Competition I done smoked them
I been rolled them, I've outgrown them
All these rappers they mini-me's, feel like I plant and growed them
Look look, look look, look look
This a Glock nineteen bet get back
I don't do none of that chit chat
Took your bitch can't have your aye
He down bad, don't know where his uh
I'm somewhere you uh aye
Bout that life, well bitch I been that uh

Writer(s): Envyus, Logan Richardson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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