I bet you flip flop, flip flippity flop So keep your lip locked on my clip clippity pop Your time running out like tick tock What's a cap gun to a big shot Stay in your lane or I'm on your bumper like gridlock This ain't a race, it's a pit stop So let me say this off the tip top I'm a white boy that pulls strings And you already know the kid rock Hold on, let me lick a shot That'll solve his liquor and his weed problem Cause the left hand might leave him drunk But the right hand, it'll detox him I hope you ain't planning on standing there with them little toy guns Cause when men go to war, that's when the little boys run Hakeem Hope, he's so late Oh that's your girl? She no safe I steal your chick, then wipe the prints Cause under pressure, egos break I peeped your fate And it's really looking bad for you son So treat Tiana like your queen instead of acting like one Okay I got a dark heart but it just got darker Why go against me? Don't ever bother You know I'll run you so after I sunny Maybe it'll help you be a better father They won't know a thing when they saw ya Well here's an anonymous tip Since you got the scarf then after I shoot you the police can follow the drift I bet you flip flop, flip flippity flop So keep your lip locked, or my clip clippity pop Your time running out like tick tock