Blicky Bop lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Aye aye aye aye
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
b*tch know I'm toxic but I'm still the better option yeah
Bills steady clocking way too fast, it make me nauseous yeah
Too bad I won't be there for your ass, you made me mad today
n*ggas I ain't seen in years, don't trust you dawg, I'm sad to say
Told them hoes "Don't call my phone, don't care if it's my birthday"
Richard Pryor want enough, I gave you more o' that free base
Slip on razor blades, the hand sanitizer running laced
You a bad take, me and bro gonna leak your sh*t today
When you was clicking on that bullsh*t, we was on the lowkey, 'kay?
Pop knees shakеn, I need chicken baby don't be late
It's a tapеworm in my pocket, b*tch I need my tape
n*ggas fake stern, walking on, what you gon' say?

[Hook]
b*tch wanna talk finance, you should get to know me
Sticks in the car, we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking 'bout my uncle, he the fool, he left n*ggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school, we rooted for Tony
b*tch wanna talk finance, you should get to know me
Sticks in the car, we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking 'bout my uncle, he the fool, he left n*ggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school, we rooted for Tony
[Verse 2]
b*tch know I'm really 'bout, they taken us, that gang sh*t
Still on my Pippen see I'm set with us, I can't miss
Whip talk that b*tch [?] fall asleep and then
All my peoples rip his pockets out, no cause [?]
They call on me, 'cause he put in the call to [?]
She screaming disrespectfully, I like it though, I'm into that
We still ain't give your ass a turn, it's my remote, I give it back
I put all my [?] into the music, y'all performing it vast
If I was to resurrect again, I'd come back and beat on your ass
n*ggas be pus*y, I'm just f*cking them hoes
I told you that until October pass I'm still outside
The little guy with the big dreams but still act shy, yeah

[Hook]
b*tch wanna talk finance, you should get to know me
Sticks in the car, we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking 'bout my uncle, he the fool, he left n*ggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school, we rooted for Tony
b*tch wanna talk finance, you should get to know me
Sticks in the car, we line dance with the blickies homie
Thinking 'bout my uncle, he the fool, he left n*ggas lonely
Not to glorify but this the school, we rooted for Tony