"Blickating" lyrics
(feat. Lil Birdie)
Yeah
Bitch, boy, boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch
Bitch, I got this stickating
He keep that blickating
Nigga better not reach, or I'm gon' teach
I keep this blick on me
I got fifteen shots in this 4-O, I give them three a piece
I heard 'em copping deuces
But this chopstick might be Japanese
I'm like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it's up, then its stuck
Pussy better not try ya luck
You ain't Peter Pan, you gon' be fucked
Know I keep that switchating
He in the lake, he should've ducked
Might well call up switchating
'Cause we go'n hop out, switch em up'
Made the lil' hoe hit her knees
I feed her dick, she eat it up
Lil' hoe say she fuck with T
I take her home, then beat it up
Baby leaking all our business
Can't fuck with her, she ain't P enough
Heard the pussy say it was smoke
We'll hit the block, let's T it up
Yeah, Yeah
Bitch let's get, get it
Like where yo fitted, fitted
I hop on the beat, pay for a feat, then I'm gon' rip it, rip it
Chopperstick keep spittin' spittin'
I love the way I'm living
I don't regret a thing, do it again
I love the way I did it
Geeking off this perkathang
Hit em, big bruh say I'm tripping
Say he got do what to who
We load the troops, then go and get 'em
Big P's came in the mail
Bag it up, then make a sale
My lil' bitch crack cards
She fuck with fraud, she tryna get a whale
Pussy boy can't get away
We call them a 308
We got flip the car, we see that pussy on the interstate
We got take him out, thought we was playing, this a dinner date
Clip ya bitch ass, stinky bitch ass
Send the car to a different state
Pussy heard the birds was coming
Tried to run, can't get away
Big ass .762s ripped up his face
We made em kiss the drake
What twin say?
Take a bitch ass out and make 'em kiss the plate
Spent so many time we made the pussy boy go switch the states
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Run up on the gang
Run back up and snatch his chain
Double back and snatch his brain
Birdie boy won't say a thing
We don't do this shit for fame
This just kinda how we came
Run up smelling like cologne
We leave em smelling like he stink
Bitch, I got this stickating
He keep that blickating
Nigga better not reach, or I'm gon' teach
I keep this blick on me
I got fifteen shots in this 4-O, I give them three a piece
I heard 'em copping deuces
But this chopstick might be Japanese
I'm like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it's up, then its stuck
Pussy better not try ya luck
You ain't Peter Pan, you gon' be fucked
Know I keep that switchating
He in the lake, he should've ducked
Might well call up switchating
'Cause we go'n hop out, switch em up'
Yeah, she eat it up
Bitch, boy, boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch
Bitch, I got this stickating
He keep that blickating
Nigga better not reach, or I'm gon' teach
I keep this blick on me
I got fifteen shots in this 4-O, I give them three a piece
I heard 'em copping deuces
But this chopstick might be Japanese
I'm like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it's up, then its stuck
Pussy better not try ya luck
You ain't Peter Pan, you gon' be fucked
Know I keep that switchating
He in the lake, he should've ducked
Might well call up switchating
'Cause we go'n hop out, switch em up'
Made the lil' hoe hit her knees
I feed her dick, she eat it up
Lil' hoe say she fuck with T
I take her home, then beat it up
Baby leaking all our business
Can't fuck with her, she ain't P enough
Heard the pussy say it was smoke
We'll hit the block, let's T it up
Yeah, Yeah
Bitch let's get, get it
Like where yo fitted, fitted
I hop on the beat, pay for a feat, then I'm gon' rip it, rip it
Chopperstick keep spittin' spittin'
I love the way I'm living
I don't regret a thing, do it again
I love the way I did it
Geeking off this perkathang
Hit em, big bruh say I'm tripping
Say he got do what to who
We load the troops, then go and get 'em
Big P's came in the mail
Bag it up, then make a sale
My lil' bitch crack cards
She fuck with fraud, she tryna get a whale
Pussy boy can't get away
We call them a 308
We got flip the car, we see that pussy on the interstate
We got take him out, thought we was playing, this a dinner date
Clip ya bitch ass, stinky bitch ass
Send the car to a different state
Pussy heard the birds was coming
Tried to run, can't get away
Big ass .762s ripped up his face
We made em kiss the drake
What twin say?
Take a bitch ass out and make 'em kiss the plate
Spent so many time we made the pussy boy go switch the states
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Run up on the gang
Run back up and snatch his chain
Double back and snatch his brain
Birdie boy won't say a thing
We don't do this shit for fame
This just kinda how we came
Run up smelling like cologne
We leave em smelling like he stink
Bitch, I got this stickating
He keep that blickating
Nigga better not reach, or I'm gon' teach
I keep this blick on me
I got fifteen shots in this 4-O, I give them three a piece
I heard 'em copping deuces
But this chopstick might be Japanese
I'm like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it's up, then its stuck
Pussy better not try ya luck
You ain't Peter Pan, you gon' be fucked
Know I keep that switchating
He in the lake, he should've ducked
Might well call up switchating
'Cause we go'n hop out, switch em up'
Yeah, she eat it up
