Correction Lyrics Blicky (Original) by 21 Savage

Back

Lyrics

Grab my gun then slide on a pu**y n***a
I will not run nor' hide from a pu**y n***a
I'm the murder man (Ayy), Uzi man (Okay)
Essie man (Yeah), Uzi man
Tattoo on my face, gold on my chain (My chain)
I don't want her name, I change her last name (Her name)
I put in work, go check my net worth (Go 'head O)
I don't get messy, but I do the dirt (I said it's f**king payday motherf**ker)
Okay, just-

Pa** the lizzy (Yeah), pa** the glizzy (Ooh)
Pa** the bucky (Yeah), pa** the tekky (Okay)
Ayy, I don't know where the f**k you're from, but I'll find out
Tell gang, book a seven seater and we'll
Pa** your opp (Yeah), pa** the blocky (Ooh)
Pa** the cops (Tease), pa** the shotty (Okay)
You claim that you're a tough guy I know you're lyin'
I know your block better than you, so why you hidin? (21, 21)

I be on the block, like a lineman (21, 21)
I done took more jewelry than a pirate (On God)
We like models, cars and cash, but we violent (21)
Glizzy with the switch, I am looking for my rival (Pu**y)
Got his baby mama suckin on my private (Pu**y)
He told the police everything, we call him diary
None of my opps ain't never scoped, them n***as lyin' (On God)
Big 4L, that equal gun smoke and siren (On God)
(Yoo, Hun)
Opps still try test temperaments
From doing drills to fashion, we LDM
Gucci, bought ten, might step in for more
I might go blow a bag out of boredom
I left my new ho, for my new ho
She taught me awful sh*t, make no tutorial
I got that call, unannounced [?] after two shows
I pull up my trackie and I left with blue balls (Su-suh-suh)
Might step in, twenty on me, maybe Fenty on me
Big drip splashy on me, Lenny Henry on me
Bad b*t*h come to the niz, I got plenty on me
She play it right, then she might end up in a penty', probably

Okay, grab my gun then slide on a pu**y n***a
I will not run nor' hide from a pu**y n***a
I'm the murder man, Uzi man, ooh
AK man, kill a man, yeah

Pa** the lizzy (Flash), pa** the glizzy (Give me that)
Pa** the bucky (Ayy, give it), pa** the blicky (Okay)
Ayy, I don't know where the f**k you're from, but I'll find out
Tell gang, book a seven seater and we'll
Pa** your opps (Splash), pa** the blocky (Ooh)
Pa** your Glock (Yeah), pa** the Glocky (Splash)
You claim that you're a tough guy I know you're lyin'
I know your block better than you, so why you hidin?

music video

Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.