Tic Tic Boom - Voom Voom

Criss cross on the beat (criss cross), tip toe can you see (tip toe)
Rick ross ima G (real G), Tic Tic Boom explode on the scene (boom)
Gotta drive motorcycle seat (sit), voom voom exit the scene (dip)
Ohh ohh popo to slow (too slow), no no can't stop me (gone)

Sho fly through the sky, too many blunts I'm too damn high
No the hype ain't gonna die, cooking it up like french fries (fries)
Y'all can't catch on you to slow (slow), he ticking he about to blow (blow)
Everyone kept on telling me no (no), but now it's my time to glow (glow)
Working on these projects (whoo), but don't know about the profit (shi)
Gotta get the clout up (high), so I can fill my pockets (with cash)
Hit the bullseye from a mile away, yeah right thru the eye socket (bullseye)
Fueling this ship up bout to blast off like a rocket (zoom)

Run thru the beat like beast mode
Relentless drive is what I got, so I'm told (drive)
Repping my shit like rep valentines
I'm the greatest rapper I know (goat)
Blast my shit all over a casino (blast)
Then pull up in gold limo (shkrt)
Isn't it the craziest shit you seen tho (that's crazy)
Get you tripping on it like vertigo (switch it)
Balance the weight, got stay stable
This heat is original, I don't need no label (no)
Everyone kept asking what I'm made of (what?)
They asked what can I bring, bitch I bring the table

Damn right I'm in it for the fame (for the fame)
Raps easy to me so I treat like a game (a game)
No my man, we ain't the same (no zir)
Don't switch cuz you ain't ready for the fast lane (too slow)
Zoom on the track (zoom), Boom what a blast (boom)
He's an assassin with murder on his mind
Tell him what's the tasks (who's the task)
Slash (ohh) with a blade (ohh)
Go with flow don't contemplate (no)
How long it take me to make this song hmm (how long)
Less then half a day (wow)

Criss cross on the beat (criss cross), tip toe can you see (tip toe)
Rick ross ima G (real G), Tic Tic Boom explode on the scene (boom)
Gotta drive motorcycle seat (sit), voom voom exit the scene (dip)
Ohh ohh popo to slow (too slow), no no can't stop me (gone)

Get on the beat really vicious (ra), whatever I spit is realistic (just facts)
But not all facts are known, just incase you missed it
They actually are I was being sarcastic (stupid)
How you gon call it a fact if it ain't fact (not fact)
Let me tell you another fact, you ain't go no racks (no racks)
All the sudden the haters mad (they mad)
Might as well run this whole verse back (run it back)
Grinding to achieve the mission (grind)
No one working as hard as me
Sitting back for the commission (chillin)
Then gotta look after the family
Racks out here poppin (pop)
I don't want direct deposit (nah)
No I don't want a check please
I'll take the racks in cash (bitch)

Spitting the heat I'm automatic
I can also spit with a single shot (bas)
Spitting like a burst (bas bas)
Don't it make you wanna sing along
My bars can't be decrypted, too fast when I take off on a verse (speed)
Feel like superman with all this power (ohh)
But somehow it still feels like a curse (damn)
Strachting my way to the top, catch a bag toss in the safe
Gotta put it on lock (lock the bag)
Tic Tic Boom once again with another slapper (one more)
This one gonna blow up on tik tok
I ain't here to mock, and you know damn right I ain't here only to talk
Used to be a trapper, now roll out the red carpet and watch me walk

Written by:
Nehaal Prasad

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