Blicks That

Cook up that crack, Lee

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

We in the field, field

Yeah, yeah

You can g- get killed, killed

Yeah, yeah

We trap it out

We havin deal, deals

Yeah, yeah

Let's go

Woo, woo, hoo

Talkin bout mall, not my dog

Talkin that Billy, fall

Talkin bout he silly, off

I blitzed it

44 bulldog, yeah, we'll blitz stick

I'm a real one dark skin shit, I blitzed it

These niggas fake, lots of earrings

These niggas know what it is

Know that the chopper be screaming

No, we don't play with your kids

Faceshot these niggas likе magazines

Y'all niggas know what it is

We put your face on thе TV

Shit, they know what it is now

Hoo, hoo, shit, they know what it is now

Shit, I walk with that sack, they attack on me now

I see the J's, I'm bleeding, yeah, I'm passin it up

When they smoke weed and that token, we blowin it up

Yeah

This not a old school

This is a new school

I got some blue too

Yeah, that's some Crips too

Yeah, fuck up her head, yeah, yeah, like she hit a woo-woo

See how I put this shit on, you should come to drip school

Yeah, yeah

We in the field, field

Yeah, yeah

You can g- get killed, killed

Yeah, yeah, we trap it out

We havin deal, deals

Yeah, yeah

Let's go

Woo, woo, hoo

Talkin bout mall, not my dog

Talkin that Billy, fall

Talkin bout he silly, off

I blitzed it

44 bulldog, yeah, we'll blitz stick

I'm a real one dark skin shit, I blitzed it

Iceburg

I fucked her once, huh, now he askin for his bitch back

Ah

I got a black and a white, bitch, I switch, yeah, I mismatch

I run to that cash like track

Niggas send shots at the light, don't lack

Don't lack

I send the kite and it didn't write back

Touched rock bottom, I came right back

Got so much cottage cheese, racks

Your dog ain't eat cheese, he a rat

Pull up at the college campus, sell a pack

Uh-huh

I'm in the 'partments way at the back

These niggas cappin for real, no hat

Talkin bout old shit, that was way back

I don't owe nan nigga, and that's a fact

On God

I done fucked plenty hoes, can't get attached

Straight out the mud, I came up from scratch

Now I'm in a foreign, we ride em back to back

We don't do warnings, better step back

I catch a flight in the morning, go fetch

Go out, get money, yes

I hit her once, then the bitch go fish, ah

Bust down, bitch, I got a cold wrist

Like I ain't getting no money, you bogus

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Yeah

We in the field, field

Iceberg

Yeah, yeah

Slatt, slatt

You can g- get killed, killed

On fye

Yeah, yeah, we trap it out

We havin deal, deals

For real

Yeah, yeah

Let's go

Woo, woo, hoo

Talkin bout mall, not my dog

Talkin that Billy, fall

Talkin bout he silly, off

I blitzed it

44 bulldog, yeah, we'll blitz stick

I'm a real one dark skin shit, I blitzed it