6 Blickys lyrics

[Verse 1: Boss Moo, Tadoe & Chief Keef]
Sosa just gave me a brand new Glizzy
Finna go to the Raq and tear up the city
I just took a n*gga down for a f*ckin' fifty
Run up on me, I'ma have to get busy
Smokin' on the Gross, she like what I smoke
Lookin' at the pint, she like what I pour
I done dropped a four, finna drop some more
That's like 1050, girl (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Three 30's on us, b*tches like tick-tock
Got a Rollie Pollie Ollie for my wrist watch
Leave his body on a lake, sound like knick knock
n*gga wanna be a airhead, get popped
Foe'nem sendin' shots, I'm smokin' dope 'til sh*t stuck
n*ggas pull up, ride crazy, made that b*tch stop
She was textin', talkin' crazy, now that b*tch blockеd
b*tch said she like my dreads, I'm a rasta
Bucka, bucka, buck, wе poppin' off like pop rocks
sh*t smokin', man, I'm smokin' on that opper
Make a n*gga bow down, 'cause I'm the master
Got himself in hot water, now he pasta
Ayy, ayy, La Vista Hasta
Outside, cheddar, inside, hot fries
R.I.P. the Big Boss, Mr. Wise Guy
n*gga said he want beef, here come the Five Guys
Rent a Lam' for the noon, back in the evening
I got di*k for the b*tches, balls for the heathens
Pull my c*ck out, she ate that bit' like she teethin'
pus*y, it is killer season, what the f*ck is treason?
Chief So'll smoke a blunt for no f*ckin' reason
Dope left out the door, b*tch like, "Why you leave me?"
Throw a shell at your mans, I think he wire-receivin'
Chief Sosa hit the corner in a white demon
I done head up on ten n*ggas, I swear to god
I know they like Chief So a motherf*ckin' god
Me and gang slidin' through, now you a Butterball
Can we get a pic with So'? Nah, he don't f*ck with y'all
Ride the 'Cat in the morning back to the house
b*tch with me got the f*ckin' MAC in her blouse
If she ain't with the sh*ts, gotta kick her out
b*tch, I'm gang gang, when I'm in, when 'em out
Ridin' a Maybach when I wanna ride smooth
Thinkin' way back when we barely have food
Me and gang, we was hittin' licks in high school
The b*tch that play tryna link, steady sendin' nudes
b*tch, I'm G up, down to my tennis shoes
Pop out, Moncler in case it's gettin' cool
Had to hit her undercover 'cause the mansion cold
Sometimes I don't give a f*ck about no damn hoes
Take a stand, lil' n*gga, stay down, ten toes
These cool whips down the yellow brick road
Been on the west side so long, might buy a 6-4
Chief So, where you from? b*tch, 6-4
Stand on my money, I can stand 10'4"
Ask that b*tch that she coming me, she said, "10-4"
New ice finna come, b*tch, a igloo
I got trust in my money and my pistol
Lick, lick, lick, smokin' on that thick-thickies
Chief So, where you been? b*tch, I've been busy
I know that she poppin' percs 'cause that b*tch itchy
b*tch ask me for a Birkin like she exquizzy
Ridin' in that Maybach with the big semi
Picked Miss Sissy up, told her, "Get busy"
Chief So in New York smokin' big Stizzies
Chief So got a show, I'm in that b*tch litty
[Break: Chief keef]
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Buck, buck, buck, buck
Buck, buck, buck, buck
Buck, buck

[Verse 4: Chief Keef]
b*tch got a dirty mouth but that b*tch pretty
New carbon-rifle, it can travel ten cities
Pull up, smokin' p*ssy pack, they big sh*tty
New Gen5 five Glock, with that exstizzy
Felt like I went, how ya n*gga get with me?
Drove my little Lambo through the big city
Uh, uh, uh, oh, I'm in yo b*tch chimney
She call Chief Sosa, "Big di*k Willy"
Right wrist so chilly, left wrist willy
Repped out a 750, pop a big wheely
She like, "You really wanna f*ck", I'm like, "b*tch, really?"
Chief So ride Maybach X650 (Freaky girls)
Tryna set us up, Boss Moo gon' blow
All these hoes wanna do is smoke some dope
Ten freaky girls, I'm like, "What up, hoe?"

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
We got six blickys, girl
Six, six, six blickys, girl
Six, six, six blickys, girl (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
Six, six, six blickys, girl (Buck, buck, buck)
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
[Verse 5: DooWop]
Anything goes, when it come to hoes
We'll hit the road when it comes to bowls
Sosa versatile, he got all the flows
Taxin' for the smoke even though they was lows
Kickin' down the doors, even though that was closed
He went on a drill, and they said that he froze
Pistol get to juckin', like we out a Limo
He dead on arrival, he caught two to the dome (Uh, uh, uh)

[Outro: DooWop & Chief Keef]
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, six blickys in this car
We got six blickys, girl
Six, six, six blickys, girl
Six, six, six blickys, girl (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
Six, six, six blickys, girl (Buck, buck, buck)
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck