"No Blickout" lyrics
(Real facts, real facts)
What's up with that? We come through the front and back, when niggas say, "It's smoke," we on that
Roll a pack, one piece like two or three souls, I walk down blocks, shit effortless
G23 on my waistband, chokin' the trigger, I spot a nigga with that tough shit
Get on the side of his whip, throw all in that bitch, it was two days with a dumb bitch (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm known for rappin' now, before this, I was known 'cause I dump quick
Go on a hit, swap fit, after the hit, swap fit, swap the blick out
I was goin' on niggas' shit, applyin' pressure, I ain't never been no blick-out
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but I ain't gon' say nothin', dude got left with his dick out
I don't even fuck with no niggas, I ain't goin' back, think everybody time done ticked out
Hittin' these hoes for five minutes, foot in the air, give 'em good dick, they gon' twitch out
19, my main bitch 23, and my coupe finna turn 36 now
I just got a fat-ass check in, I still ain't gon' bust my wrist down
You niggas be copy catters, I just want a plain jane Saturn
Hit a nigga block so quick, we standin' on bodies so good, this shit like Tetris
What you want, brodie got it, we ain't with the talkin', you run up, you get headshotted (Bah, bah)
We leavin' shit on the ground, busted open, his shit like pasta (Boom, boom)
Runnin' up digits, I'm runnin' up bitches, I'm runnin' up bodies, this life shit awesome (Yeah)
Somebody get him a doctor, Bathh 'nem come through, clean up broad day (Hell nah)
15K on MENACE, I go crazy, 2K spent on hangers
I was just up in the basement, now I'm in LA, might go to the A later
Skateboard, I just learned how to skateboard, do a kick-flip on the pavement (Yeah)
Uh, headboard, pretty face all on the headboard, hit it from the back, can't take it (Know that)
I smoke dead opps, can't take it, fuck nigga can't even believe I made it (Made it)
That day I woke up rich, I blacked out, lil' bro, I went crazy (Crazy)
Hit the 'Raq in the BP just 'cause I want to, these niggas ain't never on shit (Nothing)
Nigga, fix your face when you're lookin' at us, lil' Ron off X and he bust quick
Nah, it ain't shit, soon as we catch us a nigga, we put him in the back of the trunk and shit
I pop out with a fully, tyin' up my hoodie, I'm back inside, back on that dumb shit (Nah)
Niggas gettin' this rap confused, we leave shit layin', that smell like skunk shit
And I'm one of a kind, don't nobody rap my rhymes, what I rap, I done it (On top)
Throw a party, gon' feel like a function, six-two hit his shit, give him concussion (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Uh, I can't buy no bitch no bag, but you might luck up and come with me to London
What's up with that? We come through the front and back, when niggas say, "It's smoke," we on that
Roll a pack, one piece like two or three souls, I walk down blocks, shit effortless
G23 on my waistband, chokin' the trigger, I spot a nigga with that tough shit (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Get on the side of his whip, throw all in that bitch, it was two days with a dumb bitch (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm known for rappin' now, before this, I was known 'cause I dump quick
Go on a hit, swap fit, after the hit, swap fit, swap the blick out
I was goin' on niggas' shit, applyin' pressure, I ain't never been no blick-out
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but I ain't gon' say nothin', dude got left with his dick out (Know that, nigga)
What's up with that? We come through the front and back, when niggas say, "It's smoke," we on that
Roll a pack, one piece like two or three souls, I walk down blocks, shit effortless
G23 on my waistband, chokin' the trigger, I spot a nigga with that tough shit
Get on the side of his whip, throw all in that bitch, it was two days with a dumb bitch (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm known for rappin' now, before this, I was known 'cause I dump quick
Go on a hit, swap fit, after the hit, swap fit, swap the blick out
I was goin' on niggas' shit, applyin' pressure, I ain't never been no blick-out
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but I ain't gon' say nothin', dude got left with his dick out
I don't even fuck with no niggas, I ain't goin' back, think everybody time done ticked out
Hittin' these hoes for five minutes, foot in the air, give 'em good dick, they gon' twitch out
19, my main bitch 23, and my coupe finna turn 36 now
I just got a fat-ass check in, I still ain't gon' bust my wrist down
You niggas be copy catters, I just want a plain jane Saturn
Hit a nigga block so quick, we standin' on bodies so good, this shit like Tetris
What you want, brodie got it, we ain't with the talkin', you run up, you get headshotted (Bah, bah)
We leavin' shit on the ground, busted open, his shit like pasta (Boom, boom)
Runnin' up digits, I'm runnin' up bitches, I'm runnin' up bodies, this life shit awesome (Yeah)
Somebody get him a doctor, Bathh 'nem come through, clean up broad day (Hell nah)
15K on MENACE, I go crazy, 2K spent on hangers
I was just up in the basement, now I'm in LA, might go to the A later
Skateboard, I just learned how to skateboard, do a kick-flip on the pavement (Yeah)
Uh, headboard, pretty face all on the headboard, hit it from the back, can't take it (Know that)
I smoke dead opps, can't take it, fuck nigga can't even believe I made it (Made it)
That day I woke up rich, I blacked out, lil' bro, I went crazy (Crazy)
Hit the 'Raq in the BP just 'cause I want to, these niggas ain't never on shit (Nothing)
Nigga, fix your face when you're lookin' at us, lil' Ron off X and he bust quick
Nah, it ain't shit, soon as we catch us a nigga, we put him in the back of the trunk and shit
I pop out with a fully, tyin' up my hoodie, I'm back inside, back on that dumb shit (Nah)
Niggas gettin' this rap confused, we leave shit layin', that smell like skunk shit
And I'm one of a kind, don't nobody rap my rhymes, what I rap, I done it (On top)
Throw a party, gon' feel like a function, six-two hit his shit, give him concussion (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Uh, I can't buy no bitch no bag, but you might luck up and come with me to London
What's up with that? We come through the front and back, when niggas say, "It's smoke," we on that
Roll a pack, one piece like two or three souls, I walk down blocks, shit effortless
G23 on my waistband, chokin' the trigger, I spot a nigga with that tough shit (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Get on the side of his whip, throw all in that bitch, it was two days with a dumb bitch (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm known for rappin' now, before this, I was known 'cause I dump quick
Go on a hit, swap fit, after the hit, swap fit, swap the blick out
I was goin' on niggas' shit, applyin' pressure, I ain't never been no blick-out
Niggas be bappin' on bodies, but I ain't gon' say nothin', dude got left with his dick out (Know that, nigga)
Writer(s): Charles Davis
