Blick 2 (Bonus Track)

Shit, boy, yo ass going artist style on they ass boy, Rapper mode what the fuck
Huh, I told bro spin, we shootin' back, we in the lac, we tryna spazz
I never fold, we move like the flash, I'm in the whip and I'm movin' too fast
I put this shit on, got rockstar swag, I'm upping my pole, he play with my cash
She want me to fuck, but I might pass, want me to fuck on your hoe, then I did
He wanted the smoke, but this shit's not a cig
I'm getting' them' racks, wanna fuck with the kid
I knock the top off, nigga, no lid, blick, we tryna slide, we down on that hit
I catch a opp, and you know we gon' split, huh, yeah step on shit
I catch a opp, and you know we gon' Blick, Blick, and that lil' Drac got a kick, Blick
We tryna step on shit, Blick, put your mask on- on that hit, Blick
We tryna go, Blick, Blick, we tryna go, Blick, Blick, we on that road, Blick, Blick
We trap out the stove, Blick, Blick, don't play with my hoe, Blick, Blick

That's my twin and my brodie, forever, I catch a opp, in this bitch, we gon' scratch'em
I'm up on that block, and I'm toting my metal, that Glock 19, leave him on a stretcher
And I be that nigga, I'm speakin' them facts, my pockets stuffed crust, nigga, they fat
She see I get racks, I dive on her cat, I'm up in that trap, I beat up that pack

These niggas be mad, cause I'm like that, Take a fuck, nigga, life, get your life back
And we takin' your pipe, get your pipe back, Glock 19, Ion gotta fight that
Tryna read me like a book, I don't like that, Internet nigga, knowing, he gon' type that
Cuffing' that hoe, nigga, know, you gon' wife that
My cousin he up in that jam, tryna strike that, On God



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Writer(s): Jayden Mitchell
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