Blicky Bop
Bitch know I'm toxic but I'm still the better option, yea
Bills steady clocking way too fast it made me nauseous, yea
Too bad I won't be there for yo ass you made me mad today
Niggas I ain't seen in years don't trust you dawg I'm sad to say
Told them hoes don't call my phone don't care if it's my birthday
Richard Pryor won't enough I gave you more of that freebase
Slip on razor blades to hand sanitizer running lakes
You a bad take, me and bro gon delete yo shit today
When y'all was clicking on that bullshit we was on the low getting cake
Pop need steak and I need chicken baby don't be late
It's a tapeworm in my pocket bitch I need my take
Niggas fake stern I'm walking off whatchu gon say
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch know I'm really bout protecting us gang shit
Stiff on my pimping she upset with us I can't miss
Whipped, told that bitch go give him top make sure he fall sleep
And then, all my peoples rip his pockets out don't cause him ease
They call on me cause he put in the call to up them damn degrees
She screaming disrespectfully I like it tho
I'm into that, we still ain't give yo ass a turn this my remote I'll give it back
I put, all my scenes into the music yo performative ass
If I was to resurrect again I'll come back and beat on yo ass
Niggas be pussy I'm just fucking them hoes, i told you that
Until October pass I'm still outside
The lil guy with the big dreams but still act shy
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bills steady clocking way too fast it made me nauseous, yea
Too bad I won't be there for yo ass you made me mad today
Niggas I ain't seen in years don't trust you dawg I'm sad to say
Told them hoes don't call my phone don't care if it's my birthday
Richard Pryor won't enough I gave you more of that freebase
Slip on razor blades to hand sanitizer running lakes
You a bad take, me and bro gon delete yo shit today
When y'all was clicking on that bullshit we was on the low getting cake
Pop need steak and I need chicken baby don't be late
It's a tapeworm in my pocket bitch I need my take
Niggas fake stern I'm walking off whatchu gon say
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch know I'm really bout protecting us gang shit
Stiff on my pimping she upset with us I can't miss
Whipped, told that bitch go give him top make sure he fall sleep
And then, all my peoples rip his pockets out don't cause him ease
They call on me cause he put in the call to up them damn degrees
She screaming disrespectfully I like it tho
I'm into that, we still ain't give yo ass a turn this my remote I'll give it back
I put, all my scenes into the music yo performative ass
If I was to resurrect again I'll come back and beat on yo ass
Niggas be pussy I'm just fucking them hoes, i told you that
Until October pass I'm still outside
The lil guy with the big dreams but still act shy
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Bitch wanna talk finance you should get to know me
Sticks in the car we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking bout my uncle he a fool he left niggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school we rooted for Tony
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Foisey, Frank Walton Jr
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