So come on and tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself You better check yourself before you wreck yourself Cause I'm bad for your health, I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms, *** car alarms Do a foul climb, mob that nigga with your Alpine Always let tricks know, and friends know We got that endo, no I'm not a sucker Sitting in a house of pain, and no I'm not the butler I'll cut ya, headbutt ya, ya'll say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mother***er Hit a legend, oh boy, oh boy, I make dope But don't call me dope boy, this ain't no ***ing motion picture I got your bitch up, my nigga get with ya And ninja, taking that yak to the neck So come on and tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health Tricks wanna step the cube, and then they get played Cause they bitch made, pulling out a switchblade That's kinda trifo, cause that's an IFO AK-47, assault rifle Hold the 50, I'm nifty pow Got a new style, watch out I hate mother***ers, claiming that they folding bank But steady talking *** in the holding tank First you wanna step to me Now your ass screaming for the deputy They send you to Charlie Baker, Denver Road Now they running up in your slow Your dog used to be the dumb one Now your name is just Twan Switch it, snap it, rolling your eyes anew You better run and *** So tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself Big dicks in your ass is bad for your health If you foul, you better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8, instead of a Treyache Slug to your cranium I got six, and I'm aiming them Will I bust or keep your guessing? Cause *** you when that *** just stressing Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good There goes the neighborhood hooker Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the class and who needs applause At a time like this, pop your coochie and you're dead Bitch, it's a Miami hurricane hit Niggas call her lips and lungs Nappy duck out, get the *** out Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch, you better run and *** So tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself Cause bitches like you is bad for my health Tickety-tack Tickety-tack So tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself Come on and tack yourself before you biggety wreck yourself So tickety-tack yourself before you wreck yourself Come on and tack yourself before you biggety wreck yourself Cause the lynx mob is bad for your health Nine track, we mix Old school tip, yeah It's like a jungle sometimes Makes me wonder how I keep from going under