Producer: Hit-Boy

[Intro]
Hit-Boy
Max Lord look like, "Oh, it's one of those"
Look fool, Max look, haha
Huh, uh
I'ma just kick back and sip my tea, nigga
Hot tea

[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of these hoes on my line
I've been Tony Hawk or some', 'cause I'm on my grind
Bitch I transform up in that Ghost, Optimus Prime
And these hoes always do the most, tryna wrap my mind
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time (Don't got time)
I don't got time (I don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time, ayy

[Verse 1]
Shawty got (Uh), gimme that (Uh)
Double up (Ha), ayy (Yeah)
Wockhardts (Uh), Qualitest (Uh)
Double my cup, ayy
Pass me the Sprite or you die (Uh)
I've said that multiple times (Ayy)
Double my gun, 007
I shot him multiple times (Ayy)
Don't love a bitch, fuck her then dip
I made her walk
Told her be like A$AP Rocky wit' it, bitch, walk, please, walk
Please don't talk
Bitch, I'm a dog I'ma bite I don't bark
If yo bitch got water tell your bitch I'm a shark
Got the iron on me, I feel like Tony Stark
Fly nigga, I feel like Bonaparte
Designer on me but this shit ain't no "Panda"
I drop a 4 of heaven in the Fanta
Nina on my lap I'm feelin' like Santa
Shit on all my enemies got no manners
I got that percocet 30 axis
So its understanding if you not understanding
540, no scope, I Black Ops 2 blam him
Shit ain't a joke, I may go shoot a random, ayy

[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of these hoes on my line
I've been Tony Hawk or some', 'cause I'm on my grind
Bitch I transform up in that Ghost, Optimus Prime
And these hoes always do the most, tryna wrap my mind
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time (Don't got time)
I don't got time (I don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time, ayy

[Verse 2]
I should go buy the Bahamas
Give a AK to my mama (Okay)
Go smoke a blunt with Obama (Ayy)
Until I feel dead like Osama (Okay)
I know robbers they leave you forgotten (Uh)
Up in the ocean swimming like you Bin Laden
I'm freestylin' all the murders, you dropped
Shoot the ammo out, pick it up, put it in my pocket, yeah
My choppa shoot so fast (How fast?)
You thought it knew ebonics
Your shorty went so fast (How fast?)
I nicknamed her Sonic, yeah
You know I shoulda called that shit demonic, yeah
Sippin' chronic, smokin' chronic, yeah
Tote chronics, shooting chronic, yeah
Come through get some of this chronic (Okay)
I just been livin' so fast
Pour me a four to slow down in here
Codeine cowboy getting cash (Huh)
Robbery rodeos everywhere (Yeah)
Live everyday like my last one
Like what day?
My last one
Everyday I'm on the cash hunt
Buckle up, let's have a blast, hun

[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of these hoes on my line
I've been Tony Hawk or some', 'cause I'm on my grind
Bitch I transform up in that Ghost, Optimus Prime
And these hoes always do the most, tryna wrap my mind
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time (Don't got time)
I don't got time (I don't got time)
Don't got time (Don't got time)
Tick tock, don't got time, ayy

[Outro]
Ayy, okay

Juice WRLD

Jarad Anthony Higgins (December 2, 1998 – December 8, 2019), popularly known as Juice WRLD and originally JuiceTheKidd, was an American rapper from Calumet Park, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago. Juice was first signed to Internet Money Records then subsequently signed to Interscope in March 2018. His main and closest producers were Nick Mira and SIDEPCE (who is now known as DT).

In an interview with Mass Appeal, Juice WRLD explained how he came up with his stage

I had the haircut, like the ‘Juice’ cut Tupac had in the movie.

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