This is a song about "The ticking of the clock"

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

I'm a fucking ticking clock, you can't defuse the time

Running out the clock tell im around in the sky birds flock

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

Bun b, i’m underground king

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

I see you just ticking my life by the moment

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Licking picking and ticking the package,

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

The clock is still racing

I got them saying