Blick (feat. Key Glock)
Wake up, F1LTHY
Ayy
I just snuck in this bitch with my blick
Ayy, every time I turn around, they on my dick
Ayy, every time I turn around, my name in they mouth
Ayy, diamonds on me hittin', they'll knock a nigga out
Ayy, down South nigga, eatin' crackers with the salsa (yeah)
These niggas clout chasin', niggas fishin', niggas trouts (yeah)
These niggas clout chasin', niggas rats, Mickey Mouse (yeah)
I push one button and the Maybach, it bounce (huh?)
Big for me, I got Glock, turn a ho to cray patty
But the addy, I ain't doin' shit, but stuntin' like my daddy (yeah)
So much money, way too heavy, so the pants stupid baggy
I be suckin' stupid dick, know how to make a nigga happy (uh-huh)
Ayy, shout-out to my lil', yeah-yeah, she got a fatty (yeah)
Mr. Put-That-Shit-On, I'm flyer than Aladdin (huh)
Yeah, callin' plays like Madden, I'll shoot your ass like 2K (blaow)
White gold, rose gold, set cream, roulette (yes)
Bitch same Glock smell bigger than the Kool-Aid
Man (yeah), I pass her to my bros, I do not fuck on my fans (no)
These rap niggas bitches, low-key think they trans (yeah)
Addicted to the dough, yo' bitch, she got me in a trans
Bitch, I'm givin' face, I'm givin' body, it's a pageant (I'm the baddest)
I've been stackin' hella money, I can't help it, it's a habit (yeah)
And he know I keep it tucked, just like some spice inside a carriage
I'ma bust you in your cardigan, I'ma nut on your jacket (uh)
I can go to any side and every nigga say, "What's happenin'?" (yeah)
If you like Easter, Carat City, like some eggs all in one basket (uh)
He beactin', shawty cappin', you ain't never end up trappin' (stop it)
I'm like old head in the cut, just like some fingers, I be snappin'
Move, bitch, I'm hella cool in the white tee (yeah-yeah)
Icy, think I'm gay 'cause niggas shorty like me (god-damn)
I fetch up out the bust, bitch, I'm bitin' (woo)
I got hella cake, he get on top and get me icy (damn)
I just snuck in this bitch with my blick
Ayy, every time I turn around, they on my dick
Ayy, every time I turn around, my name in they mouth
Ayy, diamonds on me hittin', they'll knock a nigga out
Ayy, down South nigga, eatin' crackers with the salsa
These niggas clout chasin', niggas fishin', niggas trouts
These niggas clout chasin', niggas rats, Mickey Mouse
I push one button and the Maybach, it bounce (yeah, huh)
Ayy
I just snuck in this bitch with my blick
Ayy, every time I turn around, they on my dick
Ayy, every time I turn around, my name in they mouth
Ayy, diamonds on me hittin', they'll knock a nigga out
Ayy, down South nigga, eatin' crackers with the salsa (yeah)
These niggas clout chasin', niggas fishin', niggas trouts (yeah)
These niggas clout chasin', niggas rats, Mickey Mouse (yeah)
I push one button and the Maybach, it bounce (huh?)
Big for me, I got Glock, turn a ho to cray patty
But the addy, I ain't doin' shit, but stuntin' like my daddy (yeah)
So much money, way too heavy, so the pants stupid baggy
I be suckin' stupid dick, know how to make a nigga happy (uh-huh)
Ayy, shout-out to my lil', yeah-yeah, she got a fatty (yeah)
Mr. Put-That-Shit-On, I'm flyer than Aladdin (huh)
Yeah, callin' plays like Madden, I'll shoot your ass like 2K (blaow)
White gold, rose gold, set cream, roulette (yes)
Bitch same Glock smell bigger than the Kool-Aid
Man (yeah), I pass her to my bros, I do not fuck on my fans (no)
These rap niggas bitches, low-key think they trans (yeah)
Addicted to the dough, yo' bitch, she got me in a trans
Bitch, I'm givin' face, I'm givin' body, it's a pageant (I'm the baddest)
I've been stackin' hella money, I can't help it, it's a habit (yeah)
And he know I keep it tucked, just like some spice inside a carriage
I'ma bust you in your cardigan, I'ma nut on your jacket (uh)
I can go to any side and every nigga say, "What's happenin'?" (yeah)
If you like Easter, Carat City, like some eggs all in one basket (uh)
He beactin', shawty cappin', you ain't never end up trappin' (stop it)
I'm like old head in the cut, just like some fingers, I be snappin'
Move, bitch, I'm hella cool in the white tee (yeah-yeah)
Icy, think I'm gay 'cause niggas shorty like me (god-damn)
I fetch up out the bust, bitch, I'm bitin' (woo)
I got hella cake, he get on top and get me icy (damn)
I just snuck in this bitch with my blick
Ayy, every time I turn around, they on my dick
Ayy, every time I turn around, my name in they mouth
Ayy, diamonds on me hittin', they'll knock a nigga out
Ayy, down South nigga, eatin' crackers with the salsa
These niggas clout chasin', niggas fishin', niggas trouts
These niggas clout chasin', niggas rats, Mickey Mouse
I push one button and the Maybach, it bounce (yeah, huh)
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Writer(s): Markeyvius Lashun Cathey, Tia Thompson-shults
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