NO BLICKY (feat. Płatinum)
I told my bitch come vibe, my shorty lay where the bumps be
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
Lil bitch I'm downing, shit I'm sickbody, bro I'm boutta steal yo chain
I drip like a fountain, that shit I'm counting up i got mound of bills in my bank
I'm pissy I'm pouting, I'm just tryna perky up, and chase the malice outta my brain
I call the connect he serve and I'm leaning i think I'm boutta buy a
cane, on me, I burn thru the G's, please don't hit up my phone
Bitch gon get a lil bone its not free, bitch ain't leaving me lone-
On DnD to the fuckin death, don't hit up my phone
Big perk getting me stoned, outta my dome, jump on my feet I'm thrown
All of these pills that I take to the face
I'm dying I cant even pick up the phone, leaving the earth in disgrace
I purchase a case of them blues, laying my body to waste
I told my bitch come vibe, my shorty lay where the bumps be
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
I don't need blickies to blow off ya head
If I go get me a blicky I might get a blicky so I can go take all the bread
Feeling like my heart just stopped, feeling like my heart just dropped
I ain't felt like this since middle school, meet me in the parking lot
Told that bitch to come ride, I'm sipping red over white
Why do you still wanna fight? why do you still wanna fight?
Yea backstabbing with that knife, baby girl yea this my life,
So don't tell me I ain't right, cause I know that this ain't right
I don't need blickies to blow up ya head, don't need blickies to blow up ya head,
Know that the boy is a star, I'm going far, it's so bizarre,
Cause if I go get me a blicky I get me a blicky-
If I go get me a blicky, I get me a blicky so you cannot run to the yard
I told my bitch come vibe, my shorty lay where the bumps be
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
Lil bitch I'm downing, shit I'm sickbody, bro I'm boutta steal yo chain
I drip like a fountain, that shit I'm counting up i got mound of bills in my bank
I'm pissy I'm pouting, I'm just tryna perky up, and chase the malice outta my brain
I call the connect he serve and I'm leaning i think I'm boutta buy a
cane, on me, I burn thru the G's, please don't hit up my phone
Bitch gon get a lil bone its not free, bitch ain't leaving me lone-
On DnD to the fuckin death, don't hit up my phone
Big perk getting me stoned, outta my dome, jump on my feet I'm thrown
All of these pills that I take to the face
I'm dying I cant even pick up the phone, leaving the earth in disgrace
I purchase a case of them blues, laying my body to waste
I told my bitch come vibe, my shorty lay where the bumps be
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
I don't need blickies to blow off ya head
If I go get me a blicky I might get a blicky so I can go take all the bread
Feeling like my heart just stopped, feeling like my heart just dropped
I ain't felt like this since middle school, meet me in the parking lot
Told that bitch to come ride, I'm sipping red over white
Why do you still wanna fight? why do you still wanna fight?
Yea backstabbing with that knife, baby girl yea this my life,
So don't tell me I ain't right, cause I know that this ain't right
I don't need blickies to blow up ya head, don't need blickies to blow up ya head,
Know that the boy is a star, I'm going far, it's so bizarre,
Cause if I go get me a blicky I get me a blicky-
If I go get me a blicky, I get me a blicky so you cannot run to the yard
I told my bitch come vibe, my shorty lay where the bumps be
I put my bitch in the ride, I put my bitch in the god damn front seat
Rollin up all of that sticky, I don't need no blicky to blow off ya head,
Shorty finna she stay fuckin with me, I'm offa the pills and I'm sipping that red,
I don't need a sign and I don't need no favors, I'm sipping that maple, shit
I burn up these stages like fuck all these labels, turn the table, I might
Die I'm off that drank, OD'ing bopping candypaint
My bitch find me yea she gon faint, hiding from the pain, bitch I'm drowning in my brain
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Writer(s): Roman Harbolt
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