Blick

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Blick, blick, blick
Make up your mind, blick
Blick, blick, blick
Blick, blick
Hold me close, chop, stick
Blick, blick, blick, blick, blick
If he ain't know, blick

Whenever he fall I'm taking his breath
Nigga got hit in his back, he ain't know he was hit he was holding his neck
He gon bring me a head if I give him a check
We do shit like Nike, bend that corner I'm tryna kill the rest 
Better have yo strap, see me and Bdot
Gang say we got next 

They ain't know bout Tee, how I go outside doing drills all by myself
But I ain't gon lie, tell the truth on me, I was calling up B when I needed some help
And all I hang around is cash cows these bitches want some milk 
Asking me bout deals, said I ain't signing that shit ain't say a mill
Let me know if we fucking or not right now, on God I don't want yo number
All my niggas sliding in all black, if you check them cams think we Obama 
God forgive me for my sins and please just take care of mama
My bitch smart as hell I need them meds, on God I f*ck with doctors
Pnut would hang out the roof and I know he would shoot on God all yo niggas be barking
I let them shooters surround me when I'm in the Stu cause I know all these niggas retarded
Ain't learn yo lesson fucking with hoes like you gon save em
I'm in the trenches riding with a green beam finna spin holding light sabers 

Please make up yo mind (mind)
Just don't lose yo life (don't lose your life)
I know my time coming, but if they ass slide it won't be tonight
Niggas talmbout they lit, my lil niggas spin finna go put out yo fire
I was young, I ain't know I was sliding, said "Ian gon lie I forgot them lines"
She like when I pull them tracks
She gon scream my name when I hit from the back
We don't listen to you 
we don't listen to him
I ride with the gang putting shit on the map

Niggas hop out with blicks
Niggas hop out with sticks
Say you got my back then you talk behind it, that shit ain't making sense

We ain't fucking with rats would've been killed Gunna
You give her the world and she still gon cheat and you better not trip but the shit be a bummer
Lil Tee and the gang terrorizing the summer
I'll smoke me a blunt for I walk in the court ima talk to your honor
And these bitches be lying talmbout the truth,
That shit be sad, should've picked your mother (oh)
When my bro died, it felt like they wasn't lying, this shit get real
Ion even f*ck with prescription 
I'm still tryna cop me a feel for these brand new pills
Just got him a switch that's a brand new drill
Now I'm smoking that za this a brand new kill
I can't even slide to her crib after I met her daddy on God and the fam ain't chill
But you gon think they got yo back, until they go stab it
I know some niggas who really be acting 
And I was broke so I started trapping
Brodie hop out with them switches 
Lights and cameras, screaming action 
He posting that pic I just seen him up in traffic
But I had the pole I don't really be lacking
They sucking some dick for a freestyle
I got my girl on the phone in the meanwhile
Tell me that you love me, you mean that
Tell me that you love me, do you really mean it (do you really mean it)

(Blick, blick, blick, blick, blick, blick)

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