GIFTRAP - TICKLE ME Lyrics

I'm ready to play coach
I got my kicks laced up
Hop on any track
Let's see if you can keep the pace up
I'm in the paint like Shaq
I'm bouta shake the whole place up
When I take it to the rack
I crash the glass
I'm known to break stuff
Feel like Barry Sanders
Or Zendaya
How I shake up
Step inside Giuseppe
Your bum ass rocks sketcher shape-ups
Might argue with a bitch
But we gon f*ck
N we gon make up
Early worm gets the bird
I don't sleep
So I can't wake up
Know they prolly wishing that my rappin ass had gave up
Even when I was down mama raised her son to stay up
Even when I was broke I feel like I was always paid up
Attack it like I'm Shaq
Bitch I ain't going for no lay-up
Uh
What do I gotta do
To be like 6'5"
Wasn't tall enough to hoop
Now I'm rappin like I'm 6ix9ine
She stepped on top my boot
Bitch I ain't trippin
I said it's fine
I excuse her to my room
She seduced
She like to close the blinds
She up to get lucky
I knew she was tryna f*ck me
This whole time
I'm 21
Ain't totin no dagger
Bitch this a big knife
I just went n got my library card
I'm tryna get wise
Ran off on the plug a couple times
I'm feeling like Plies
N yo bitch know how to wax the gift
She make the gift shine
She back that ass up to some Juvenile
We clapped a couple crimes
She f*ck with GiftRap
Cuz she know I'm the winning prize
We just living for the moment
I'm Father Present Time
N if I f*ck her
Well I'm sorry I can't sympathize
If she ain't my main bitch
Then imma hit it in disguise
I like it when she suck my gift
N she look in my eyes
We been working on a project
I supply the supplies
She ain't the type to play around
We run it back on rewind
I been f*cking with her mental
I'm so into her mind
She been writing all my verses
I just give her some rhymes
N in return she get some gifts
N she don't care bout the size
Take a trip over to Staples
Gon n get that paper
Yo neck got ice cubes
My wrist is holding up a glacier
That's your gift
But I'm liable to take her
Imma titty rubber
N a mama's boy by nature
I'm still young
I don't need no baby mama
I'm just tryna rap
I be spittin like a llama
Only thing I see inside my future is some commas
Take a cheap vacation
Just a hit of marijuana
Uh
She ride the gift
I rap it up with Yokohama
I be stabbin up the cookie
Samurai with the katana

Alright
Alright
Alright
Enough of that shit
Listen we need a hook
The hook is what sells
We need to get a hook
Okay
Alright alright
You need a hook
Okay
Lemme see what I got right here
Tickle me Elmo
But don't make me comeeeee
You making me laugh so hard
My gift starting to go numbbbbb
Don't make me come
Don't make me come
Don't make me come
Don't make me come
Don't make me comeeeeee
No
No
No
That ain't it
Uhhhh
Alright
Alright
That ain't it
Okay,
Well what about like this
Tickle me Elmo
But don't make me come
Aye
Tickle me Elmo
But don't make me come
Aye
Tickle me Elmo
But don't make me comeeeeee
Tickle me Elmo
But don't make me come
Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Everybody
Ayeeeeeeeee
Ayeeeeeeeee
You see they f*ckin with it
I think we got it
Hell no
That ain't the mothaf*ckin hook
That definitely ain't the shit
You can't play that on the radio waves
What the f*ck
Is you outta yo mind
Is you crazy
You think you can talk about that shit
Nah
Hell no
We gotta start that shit from scratch
Hell no
Boot it back
Take it back to the lab
Send it back
N mothaf*ckin redo it
Cuz that shit ain't it
That shit ain't going on a record
Not today
Not never
Just have an open mi
Not never!