Tick Lyrics

I hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust

I ran the miles like I'm Davis and I said so what

I run it fast till it's done just like Ramadan

I Asked a Sheikh about my groove and he said haram

I hold it like a Hugo let it bling Imma bust

I keep the ticks on my feet but I'm chronophobe

Up we stressing getting lean but we never prone

Getting it loud in my head, and I'm Husch

I'm racing time till I make it to the finish line

I sweep them cash for my dad, give him lavish style

I give no fucks about a price even if it's vice

On GTA, Rockstar, dream on Steven Tyler

I hold it like a Hugo let it bling Imma bust

I keep the ticks on my feet but I'm chronophobe

Up we stressing getting lean but we never prone

Getting it loud in my head, and I'm Husch

I got, open scars in my heart but we never plead

If you judge me, Imma burn it when I smoke a weed

Omega wrist, I'm alpha, bet, move like ABC

I don't fuck with queues, I'm skipping, I be pushing P's

Losing my vision, I'm daring the devil the ticking be chasing I'm getting possession, Get it popping and I feel like a Peringon, getting Osiris we staking in Denmark

Shit getting heavy, I'm keeping a compass, I'm blurry and dizzy, my mental in combat my essence be fighting

I cut my surroundings I keep it on running, I'm lighting the candles

I get on my knees cause my shit got intense

Ghrelin is hitting tell the mocking jays

The midnight is villain, I'm scared of the 12

I keep my Beretta, only for defense

Yassir Lazy on the extravaganza Pulling up dosing on the Esperanza

Bracing for impact, we stand on a Air, wait for the drop when we be topping the flares

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust I keep the ticks on my feet, but I'm chrono-phobe

Up we stressing getting lean, but we never prone getting loud in my head and I'm like, Husch

Hold it like a Hugo let it bling imma bust I keep the ticks on my feet, but I'm chrono-phobe

Up we stressing getting lean, but we never prone getting loud in my head and I'm like, Husch

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Get it, vice

Ladies and gentlemen, buckle up and welcome to the Lazy Town