Blick Lyrics

Walk in, I walk witta Blicky Bop
Scar Lip and Stizzy, the city hot
Fuck outta my city, these bitties not
Bouncing they titties, its litty rock
N rollin, they rollin that traca
We over here wit that premium rasta
Who is you 'posed ta?
You an imposta
Over ya head witta bottle of vodka
On the block wit the choppa
Who choppin up?
All you hear is the blocka
Bully Ave on the roster
Address me proper
Or get stuffed in a locker
Niggas is caca, I am the shit
You was just gang, oh now you switch
You getting money but don't gotta crib?
Killa and Mase, it is what it is
I got the rizz
I handle my biz
1 in the head, 49 in the clip
Doing math, counting the vics
Top 50 list, gettin all of em hit
If you on the list, don't you call boutta list
Talkin to who?
Talking all on thе list
Add 50 more, put em all on the list
And just to bе clear, suck on all of this dick