TIC TAC! Video (MV)

I'm sweet but I'm sour, no sauce
She strokin' my beef 'til I'm off
My clothes are all black like I'm goth
Yeah they're dark but I'm stayin' lit up like a moth

You know I'm hard, I resemble an erection
Mess with me and we'll break up like One Direction
Prices cheap, 25 for a session
But I will never settle for less than perfection

You know I'm carrying a piece, I got a jigsaw (puzzle)
Take a couple thousand out, that's a withdrawal
Y'all are broke, ain't got no money, that's a big flaw
Take a second, warm it up and let my wrist thaw

Got a milli on my neck, what's next (I don't know)
Got the cream, I got the sauce, got zest (huh)
Why she always on my text, perplexed
Ghost her, leave her on read, possessed

Can't walk straight, got me doin' zig-zags
Pockets overflowing, always got a big bag
You know I'm sweet, but I'll pop you like a Tic Tac
No fast food but I pull up with a Big Mac

Calling me a lobster cause you know I got to roll
I know I got the paper but you know I'll never fold
I got a blanket for my necklace 'cause it's cold
And if you hit me up I'll be like (ring) please hold

You know I'm sweeter than a carton full of ice cream
I'm out of bleach but you know that all my rhymes clean
Everybody they just want me for my rhyme scheme
Everything goes well then I'll blow up before I'm 19

Pull up on the block and then I peel like a banana
Everything you'd want, I got it all, just call me Santa
Go tell all your friends, go tell your mama, tell your grandma
I got a lot I could say but I'll make it short, just like Edna (that was incredible)

I'll make a record but the record gotta set it straight
Bars are hotter than the devil, gotta set a date
I got a stutter but you'll never make me hesitate
I got back pain so now I gotta medicate

I'll come knocking on your door like a Jehovah's Witness
I'm infectious so you know I'm coming with the sickness
All my bars in a briefcase, I'm 'bout my business
Staying strapped up, wrapped up, bitch it's Christmas

Can't walk straight, got me doin' zig-zags
Pockets overflowing, always got a big bag
You know I'm sweet, but I'll pop you like a Tic Tac
No fast food but I pull up with a Big Mac

Trickin' like I'm ridin' vert, I'm trippin' when I'm off the Perc
The choppa twerk, it do the work, I whip and then I hit the curb
I rip it like a Beyblade Burst, I'm ominous, you know I lurk, yea
Mess with me, I'll quench your thirst, I'll hit you, make your vision blurred

Pullin' up like capybara metamorphosis
I ain't lazy but I'm bouncin' just like Sportacus
Born at a very young age, that's my origin
I'm the best, yes, that's a local ordinance

Can't walk straight, got me doin' zig-zags
Pockets overflowing, always got a big bag
You know I'm sweet, but I'll pop you like a Tic Tac
No fast food but I pull up with a Big Mac