Time’s Tickin’ lyrics

[Intro: Popcaan]
Time ticking like bomb
Big fat 'matic inna hand
Dem nuh bad like Mr Sutherland
Unruly and Hollowman

[Verse 1: Giggs]
Yeah, time's ticking
In the kitchen with Kentucky Fried, fried chicken
In the ride with the hottest chick, but I ain't kissing
Tryna hire up the pus*y, f*ck it, I ain't fishing
Mana rise up the bucky, n*gga, I ain't dissing
Tell a man to his face, f*ck it, I ain't b*tching
But f*ck it, back to the kitchen, n*gga, fine whipping
Fine whipping, n*gga whipping, n*gga, wide shipping
Why listen?
9, mek the bwoy liff him
Man ah ride with that semi-9, bwoy, listen
Bucka-bye, bucka-bucka-bye, bwoy missing
Yeah, Rico, wire Mitch in
Yeah, big toast, bwoy skipping
Bully, Deebo, fly-tipping
Yeah, seat low, but I ain't slipping

[Chorus: Popcaan]
Boy don't give me chat inna mi face
Real killy, killy, buss a shot inna your face
Big fat Kalashnikov deh pon mi waist
pus*y suck ya mudda, me nuh cuss and me nuh no trace
Boy don't give me chat inna mi face
Real killy, killy, buss a shot inna your face
Giggs have the 'matic and the metric mi ah brace
The whole world know seh London ah mi place
[Verse 2: Giggs]
Yeah, wild difference
Old school, I've been on life's missions
Old school, I see online pictures
Old school n*ggas, couple wild sisters
Man stepped back and made a wide distance
Night time, a n*gga ride vicious
White pictures, white slippers
Chess game, a n*gga slide bishops
This is big business
Little off the top, well, that's a quick skimmage
Act hard but you're a bit timid
I'm just waiting on the big finish
Straight jeans, we don't fit skinnish
You want a peanut punch, I grab a quick Guinness
Bareback? Man got the big jimmies
Popcaan, I'm with the sick killers

[Bridge: Popcaan]
Yeah, di killy dem ah kill yuh dawg
And mi make yuh duppy with mi spinner dawg
Man a killy, man a killer, man a sinner dawg
Unruly, bad ah yard, and we mad abroad
We nuh play like domino or three a card
Index finger play with the trigger hard
Giggs buss your head with a zigga dawg
Puppy can't talk, we a bigga dawg
[Outro: Popcaan]
Wicked, unruly
Yo Giggs, you know the f*cking ting by now
Boy don't give me chat inna mi face
Real killy, killy, buss a shot inna your face