Blick-A-Thon

People, it's you

Hahaha

Aight

Nigga, uh (Uh), I call this the blick-a-thon

You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun

I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join

Pop (Pop), niggas get stepped on just for actin' dumb

This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun

All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I'll show you how to step, nigga

They say what is talked, he got somethin' up on his belt, nigga

Jackboy, is they fuckin' with ya?

(Fuckin' with ya?), He-hell, fuck nah

These niggas ain't been fuckin' with

Me since the crackers took the cuffs off

These bitches been

Out the 'Ghini, she wan' suck it 'til I'm on soft

Came in the game with no flaw

Stood ten toes, these niggas still tall

Always round with a gun, bitch, I'm taught to keep it with me

Ain't no rule when it's beef, shoot yo' mama in her titty

I been movin' smooth with this Glizzy

This fire, I get litty

You gon' die, you come to my city

Saw ya with a opp, bitch, you silly

Dickdick Diamonds bitin', Mike Tyson

Glock on me, no time for fightin'

Guap on me and a nigga still spinnin'

They hate on me, but a nigga still winnin'

Catch a nigga slippin' like I'm Cuban link tennis Catch a case when I go 'round the business

When I go 'round the business, I don't leave no witness

Hit the whole house, I don't got no feelings

Give no fucks, we killin' children

Fuck the law, we out here purgin'

Drop a nigga, then go back to splurgin'

Hop in a Lam' back, popped it

Hop in a Lam', now I'm back to swervin'

Can't do what I do, his pockets hurtin'

Stuck on 'bout to

I'm back to the block, my phone back churpin'

Nigga, uh (Uh) I call this the blick-a-thon

You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun

I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join

Hahahaha, niggas get stepped on just for actin' dumb

This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun (Gang)

All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I already know that she a freaky lil' bitch

Only thing she good for takin' dick

Uh, Cuban links match my neck and my wrist

With a fully, I hopped out and did my shit

I be fly as hell without no stylist (Stylist)

Girl, give me that neck, girl, give me that shit

I'm feelin' all on they ass, I'm just grippin' that shit

I was booted up in this bitch

Nigga, uh (Uh), I call this the blick-a-thon

You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun

I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join

Pop (Pop), niggas get stepped on just for actin' dumb

This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun

All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I'll show you how to step, nigga

They say what is talked

He got somethin' up on his belt, nigga (Belt, nigga)