BLICKY BOBBY

[Intro]
Let's go down the store for me, man, know I mean?
Just give me some more fuckin' lemonade and a roll up, man
Spin that shit, Leray, you heard?
Ayo

[Verse]
I ain't aggravated, 'less it's bag related (Chi-ching!)
You back bitin' bitch, 'stead of them cash wagin'
We cash chasin' (Huh?)
Still could catch me wearin' gauge strings
Staircases, the Cartier frames, ain't shit amazin'? (Woo), I made it shit far (It's real shit)
My dudes started bein' a statistic by 2006
Waited for trial trippin'
Saw a few fall victim to this (It's my word!)
Payed my debts with it
You a victim, we vic' talkin'
It gets torin' at the Crown Lake (Let's fuck it up)
Swing a bat at ya like Cal Ripken (Bing-bing, bing)
Pyrex vision, the re-rock glisten (Bling!), Divino got this whole shit glitchin' (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
This shit is finished, no fig different (Aha)
I speak enough of money just to pay you, still pitchin' nickels, no kiddin' (Do that)
Sit in the cold with you, codeine, smoke sticky, call me BLICKY BOBBY (Bing-bing)
I know some of y'all muhfuckas itchin' to rob me (I was you were), big shotty
Kick like Mr. Miyagi, boccia lit like a spliff, twist la poly
Can't copy (Hoof)

[Outro]
You already know, man
Shit ain't slowin' up to shake, word
It's not many, we on go-mode over here, man
Dough manoeuvers
I need a bag, I need another, another bag, yo, I need another-nother-nother-nother bag, man
It's on time, yeah