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Ticks

Hip-Hop/Rap

Ticks was released on July 17, 2025 by Time Will Tell as a part of the album Ticks - Single

Song Details

AlbumTicks - Single

Release DateJuly 17, 2025

LabelTime Will Tell

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM72

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

RhyRab

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Rhyle Rabacal

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nathan.

Producer

Strikezinthemix

Strikezinthemix

Engineer

Lyrics

I told this bitch I don't do ticks,

Unless you're my guy, so pay up front.

Come ride this dick,

The ped ain't legit—if I get nicked, I'm done.

Her body come nice from the back,

But wait 'til you see from the front.

I'm steering this ship—call me Captain Hook,

Tryna find them guys, it's a hunt.

Obbo on me,

I been trapping and stacking,

Scamming and trapping,

Running from feds like it's GTA.

Discovered the map, I've been mapping,

Bag with packs—hop out the Fort in the night, I'm rocking that back bling.

See a leng one, I'ma pop up like Jack—

Face down, ass up, grab it, slap it, then tap it.

Knock on the door,

Step in the bando: "Honey, I'm home."

From the bed to the floor,

If I give her this dick, 100% she gon' moan.

Gotta hide my face whenever she posts,

I ain't tryna be bait, I'm tryna be unknown.

Just got a noti saying she owes me,

Told her, "SMD," she's home alone.

We argue back and forth—it's coming like tennis.

Bro's out here tryna grab them man,

Hop out, jump out, poke him—coming like fencing.

Out on the Greenway strip,

Stacking bread like Tetris,

Selling green—no lettuce.

Buy low, sell high,

Make prof,

Dark and white—man sell it.

I told this bitch I don't do ticks,

Unless you're my guy, so pay upfront.

Come ride this dick,

The ped ain't legit—if I get nicked, I'm done.

Her body come nice from the back,

But wait 'til you see from the front.

I'm steering this ship—call me Captain Hook,

Tryna find them guys, it's a hunt.

I told this bitch I don't do ticks,

Unless you're my guy, so pay upfront.

Come ride this dick,

The ped ain't legit—if I get nicked, I'm done.

Her body come nice from the back,

But wait 'til you see from the front.

I'm steering this ship—call me Captain Hook,

I'm out tryna find them guys, it's a hunt.

Obbo on me,

I been trapping and stacking,

Scamming and trapping,

Running from feds like it's GTA.

Discovered the map, I've been mapping,

Bag with packs—hop out the Fort in the night, I'm rocking that back bling.

See a leng one, I'ma pop up like Jack—

Face down, ass up, grab it, slap it, then tap it.

Shout me: £110 for a Z of Runtz.

Chase Lizzy, make bread—it's a must.

If he owes me money, hit him with a right then left—

Double combo, triple combo, followed up with an uppercut.

I'm out with the goons, making bank—

You're out here chasing gyal tryna buss a nut.

All of this income passive,

My feelings low, but my pockets be up.

Gotta use elastic.

Just got a shot wanting 20 pens,

Get on the ped—be five mins, I'm cutting through traffic.

Mask on face like a bandit.

Some of the cats scratch,

Want crack—

I don't know how they manage.

I told this bitch I don't do ticks,

Unless you're my guy, so pay upfront.

Come ride this dick,

The ped ain't lig—if I get nicked, I'm done.

Her body come nice from the back,

But wait 'til you see from the front.

I'm steering this ship—call me Captain Hook,

I'm out tryna find them guys, it's a hunt.

Call me the Easter Bunny—

I'm on a hunt.

Feins popping percs in the club,

In the rave for money.

Why this slag tryna fuck?

Huh, I don't know.

I make money while them man out here tryna buss a nut.

Buy low, sell high—like I said,

Shout me: £110 for a Z of Runtz.

She wanna be wifey—

Highly unlikely.

She was good natural 'til she turned plastic.

How can you talk on my name,

When you're in the trap and you're stuck on a Q? How tragic.

Take W's—designer clothes, watches, they glisten.

I put in the work and they didn't.

I make P from the trap,

P from the rap—

That's 100% commission.

Written by: Rhyle Rabacal

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