Below, you will find the lyrics for Tic Tac by Future.
I just shot my shot at this little thot
I'm tryna crininack on her big gnat
My niggas sellin' crinack for the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac
VVS diamonds and you know they gon' hit back
S.I. diamonds, you needa get your wrist back
Went at the opps, now that boy want his clip back
Dropped his gun in the field when he stick back
Ever shot a gun 'til that motherfucker click back?
Ever got high off a drug called 'Get-Back'?
Came with the drum and it got a lotta kickback
Water duck your melon, 'cause my boy might split that
Got your mama screamin', I did all my work
They'd put your motherfuckin' brains on the curb
I ain't do it personally, but this shit still my word
Even at your funeral, not fresher than a bird
I'm way fresher than you, even if I roll in dirt
Fertilizer, I'm the shit, make you one with the earth
I can feel the X pill when I smoke the herb
Wonder how my ex feel, she shoulda been a nerd
Different color X pills, look like a box of Nerds
I still want first place if I'm in third
I've been rubbin' on this bitch skin, just like its Jergens
She let me fuck that pussy for free like she ain't workin'
I just shot my shot at this little thot
I'm tryna crininack on her big gnat
My niggas sellin' crinack for the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac
I just shot my shot at this little thot
I'm tryna crininack on her big gnat
My niggas sellin' crinack for the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac
My bitch bad so I gave her that Lamb' truck
Your bitch a ho, so I fuck with my pants up
Pull up in that Rolls Truck, I'm tryna do donuts
Gone bicoastal, you niggas to local
My dawgs on the poster, the guns at the holster
My dawg gon' smoke ya', he already want it
You treat me like God, you know I'm anointin'
I can't see my cup and I can't seem to point it
Went bought her that Patek, it's coming in yellow
I ball like Carmelo, the Roc', Rockefeller
I'm movin' real mellow, but movin' with hallows
I'm purchasin' models, I'm purchasin' bottles
Don't dash out to France and don't go Monte Carlo
The Richard, the presi', no this not Movado
You bitches too petty, you then hit the lotto
You should've got more but you got what you swallowed, ha
I done shoot the point-blank range at the thot-thot
Made her suck the cock-cock, right on the spot-spot
Tore them bitches up, might as well be a chopshop
Told her she can no longer shop at Top Shop
Shanaynay and Balmain on her bop-bop
Drippin' and spillin', bitch, better bring a mop-mop
I just killed a cat on the strip, that's my word
Poppin' out the 'Rari, sittin' lower than the curb
Ever since I got rich, I'm trickin', they want verses
Took lil' bitch shoppin' at the mall, spent a bird
Five hundred thou' for a brick of heroin, for sure
I just shot my shot at this little thot
I'm tryna crininack on her big gnat
My niggas sellin' crinack for the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac
I just shot my shot at this little thot
I'm tryna crininack on her big gnat
My niggas sellin' crinack for the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat
Suck on the dick, now the bitch need a Tic Tac