Tik Tok Workrate

[Intro]
JB on the beat

[Chorus]
Tik Tok, Tik Tok
Time keeps flyin', the opps ain't slidin', glidin', ridin'
Tryna get back for the friend that's dyin' (Back for the friend that's)
Tik Tok, Tik Tok
'Cah it's all 'bout timin', us man seek while them man's hidin'
Hidin', hidin', how many opp boys bled from the iron?
Tik Tok, Tik Tok (Free Lil A)
They locked them locks, can't stop them clocks
Remember that time when he caught that rapper?
Dirty capper, he splattered him up
His little broski watched in shock
Then got the same treatment, oh gosh
We throw Lixs up, three L's out the wok
Free up my brothers, I miss 'em a lot

[Verse 1]
You ain't never looked to your little bro's eyes
And prayed to Allah he don't live this life
Age ain't a thing, it ain't nuttin' but a number
I love all my brothers from knee height
It's been nearly a decade, we're all outside
Every day from mornin' to night
If it's not Lil A then it's on Tiny
Or I had vioed, ay, it's live
We aim up high, but don't let that sky
That's for the opp boys, can't slide with knifes
Cross that borderline, we rise up, bine
How many guys got fried? Shoulda died
Broski clocked 'em, back that, tap that, slap that
Just missed my man's snap back
Coulda been, woulda been hashtag
****'s headtop shoulda been circumcised
How many times? That's numerous glides
With how many knifes on how many guys?
How many victims? How many snitches?
But the askar still can't indict
And I'll do it again
Everyone knows, we'll do it again
But you already know that rhyme so one sec'
Let me just switch the whole pattern and the style