Eclip$e (Ticked Off) Lyrics

Ha ha, it's Bankboi on the beat

Ayo Bankboi turn that autotune off

I'm bout to stop playing with these niggas

I'm back, and I'm pissed off

They like T-Rob, the fuck your problem?

I'm trying to find out if my shit raw

They like, "oh nah, it's not your time"

Do not play with me when I'm ticked off

Know I'm gon shine, been on my grind

You sitting home sipping on Kristal

And when I shine, you'll all go blind

They'll look at me like an eclipse on

I am the one that you picked on,

But you ain't know I was coming like big Don

Your bitch on grimy shit

Right after y'all beefing, she here getting dicked on

I ain't the guy to do that type of shit

Unless you was big wrong

When I retaliate, got dollar strips

No this not a diss song

Better get money lil nigga, huh

I tell the money go get it

The cash gon get cash for me though nigga

You laughing, but ain't shit funny though nigga

You got the funny dough nigga

Only the buddies gon know when we got it

We stretch it like putty though nigga

The game that we playing is something I can't fumble

Hop off my P P, don't huddle

I see you want to be me, don't bumble

How you say you want beef and don't rumble?

Now your bitch want to please me, so subtle

When I'm discreet, she soaks puddles

She screaming feed me, hoe gobble

No, this movie not PG, won't cuddle

Told that girl you not my bitch

Want to link, I said "stop it"

Same chick that was sucking an opp bitch

Drive through your hood while I'm bumping Khami's shit

In-person you niggas not toxic

Shoutout K Balla got niggas from High bridge

Call up bro, he pop out on some mob shit

We on go, we just do it, don't talk shit

T hella cold, but I'm spitting that hot shit

I'm back, and I'm pissed off

They like T-Rob, the fuck your problem?

I'm trying to find out if my shit raw

They like, "oh nah, it's not your time"

Do not play with me when I'm ticked off

Know I'm gon shine, been on my grind

You sitting home sipping on Kristal

And when I shine, you'll all go blind

They'll look at me like an eclipse on

I am the one that you picked on,

But you ain't know I was coming like big Don

Your bitch on grimy shit

Right after y'all beefing, she here getting dicked on

I ain't the guy to do that type of shit

Unless you was big wrong

When I retaliate, got dollar strips

No this not a diss song

Better get money lil nigga, huh

I tell the money go get it

The cash gon get cash for me though nigga

You laughing, but ain't shit funny though nigga

You got the funny dough nigga

Only the buddies gon know when we got it

We stretch it like putty though nigga

Thank god that I got it, 'cause I ain't too lucky

There ain't any nigga above me

Now they asking "why I say that?"

I'm not violent, and they duck me

Want no problems?

Then enough beef

Now wild thotties want to touch me

In a love-hate relationship

That's why this bitch screaming fuck me

And so I did what I did, got her begging a bit

When I'm horny, I hit with one leg up and shit

So whenever I'm slick, she like, that's what I get?

Ain't proud I hit from the back, and I dipped

I would've thought that this jawn learned her lesson

But every time she coming back for the dick

She magically forgot what happened, and shit

I guess she's happy I'm back in this bitch

I'm back, and I'm pissed off

They like T-Rob, the fuck your problem?

Now everyone saying your shit raw

They on my cock, like it's my time

Whatever, I'm still kind of ticked off

I hear "blah blah" like bitch don't lie

You see me, 'cause I caused a big storm

You used to be like, turn that shit off

Dummy!