Blicks Out

[Chorus]
Blicks out
Shit was all fun 'til we bring the blicks out
Shit was all fun 'til we bring your bitch out
We had some fun, now that ain't your bitch now
She gone dance for me, this ain't no Tiktok
New Patek Philippe, it ain't no tick-tock
What's in my cup got me smacked, no Chris Rock
Way that she suck me I need a piss, stop
Way that she fuck me I need a pitstop
Like, take your clothes, off

[Verse]
I was outside with my motherfuckin' buzz, and my lil nigga try take your nose off
Gotta get mun, that's the end of the discussion, if you niggas broke then that's your fault
I give no fuck imma show off
I get the guap on my roof, doe
She wanna get me, I don't need her
She wanna get me, I don't need her
This ain't forget me, I ain't need her
Now I need 10 Gs, for a feature
You gon' respect me, like a teacher
You gon' respect me, like a preacher
She's tried to get me, I don't need ya'
I wouldn't let me, even need ya'
That B, even need ya' (Phuh Phuh)
Run and then be free ya' (Phuh Phuh)
They keep try and be us
They know they can't be us (Fla Fla)
Say she wanna leave uhh
Came back when she seen us
Up them racks she freeze up
Married to the cheese now
Free the bros like "Free them"
Cases they ain't beat 'em
My hoe thick like Trina
Shoot you like Sabrina
Racks on her Serena
Love you like I love my Lean uhhh
Bitch, I raised the fee up
Niggas gotta pay the fee now
Gotta pay the fee up

[Chorus]
Blicks out
Shit was all fun 'til we bring the blicks out
Shit was all fun 'til we bring your bitch out
We had some fun, now that ain't your bitch now
She gone dance for me, this ain't no Tiktok
New Patek Philippe, it ain't no tick-tock
What's in my cup got me smacked, no Chris Rock
Way that she suck me I need a piss, stop
Way that she fuck me I need a pitstop
Like, take your clothes, off