BLICKY

They be saying this and that
All that shit is cap
Pull up on em real life
Like where the energy at i shot you
I robbed you and yall ain't do nothing back
Remember that niggas lacked
Yall ain't do nothing back but make tracks
Suck dick, nigga eat my sack
I shot at all yall rappers real life no cap
The feds charged me for that
A whole fucking case
So eat a dick lil nigga, don't watch my face

Ain't no biddy bap
Run up on a nigga, give me that
Where your jewelry at? Stupid lil nigga
Give me that
Where you blicky at? Pull up on em
Make it brrrt-at
Bitch you know that when i see
You we gon make it brrrt-at
I got this fifty, fifty, fifty shot
Make it milly rock
Silly blicky, call the glizzy shop
Made em diddy bop
Still be posin' by the chicken spot
Got my city hot
Silencer, that shit go "Shhh" while i
Make this 40 pick a shot
I got this micky-micky moppy-moppy-mop-mop
Look you could catch the shots-shots-shots
Watch him twirl, then he drop-drop-drop-drop
I got the game on lock-lock-lock-lock