22gz - Blicky lyrics

– Go no where without this damn Blicky, pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn Blicky – ..Pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy – Switchin’ lanes, I had to speed it up, in them spots, you know we clean ’em up, 1-on-1’s, they never d’in’ up, f** them n***as, they ain’t keepin’ up. I shoot like Crawford, when I catch coffins, finished and finish on Hawford, ain’t no respawnin’, spin early mornin’, gang get the blam ain’t no warnin’. Coppin for ???, spin thru, no caution, call up Ray Bandz and he tossin’, shooters from Boston, run up, we off it, tweak wit’ the gang, that’s distortion. Run up on ’em, put the gun up on ’em, told the p**y n***a, put his hands up, black mag and the black flag, and your city jumpin’ out them damn trucks, spinnin’ blocks up in that van-nem, man down, i’m duckin’ cameras, know they watchin’, gotta’ keep the Blicky, these civilians never understand nothin’. My n***as reckless, post up on Bedford, YS gon’ shoot like the Raptors, take off that necklace, hand me the beverage, you could get wiped off the checklist, talkin’ that check-sh**, but you want credits, call up Mo-Money, he stretch it, .40 the weapon, kick it like Messi, Po’ took her down for them lessons. Know this twirlin’ sh** don’t stop n***a, free them Flock n***as, gotta’ watch n***as, big bro shootin’ till he drop n***a, see a opp n***a, up the chop n***a – Go no where without this damn Blicky, pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn Blicky – ..Pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy – Now i’m back and i’m lethal, how y’all n***as want war and y’all still miss free-throws? And I ball like D. Rose, take shots to ya’ face, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout face-opp, Young God, you ain’t do a n***a dirty? Yeah, I roll through your block wit’ a .30, smoke gas, now you lookin’ like Pookie, three bands hit a lick, yeah i’m gucci, B-block be the gang, yeah you heard me, top opp, got a .30, go crazy, free my lil’ young n***as off the island, free R-Ry, big bro was wildin’, do a hit in Bape, yeah i’m stylin’, n***as like 1-6 feet wildin’. Yeah, I trap and finesse, them .40s gon’ hit you and blow through your chest, smoke dope like a ‘ref, n***as really want war but I blow at ya’ chest. Man, I ball like KD, and these n***as trynna’ front, but these n***as can’t hold me, 30 shot like Curry, 22 wit’ the mop and that sh** real Curry – Go no where without this damn Blicky, pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn Blicky – ..Pull up on ’em in the damn renty, windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me, hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky, extended clip up in that damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy, go no where without this damn Blicky, go no where without this damn glizzy