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BLiCky! Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil4sipz
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Morgan Foster




Lil4sipz - BLiCky! Lyrics
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Yeh
Uh, stayed up all night my blicky (yeh)
She got a fat ass, but I'm picky (I'm picky)
Your bitch in my ear, wanna lick me (she wanna)
It's money, I'm on that, get with me (money)
I feel like I'm Uzi, got Brittani (Brittany)
Switch up my swag, cuz they bite (they bitin')
Don't want the burger, just fry? (fried)
Nigga, got bitch appetite (bitch)
I f*ck on they bitch every type (ya bitch)
I don't pour the juice in my Sprite (nah)
Said, I pour the juice in a juice (that juice)
Yeh, I walk in that bitch and they choose (hmm)
Stomp on them niggas, just standin' on ten
Four Five the gang, you niggas, not kin
Count up that money, love thumbin' them tens
All black on, match the all black Benz
Bust down the package, it's gone already (gone)
Look at the dirt, they gone already (gone)
Might be the coupe, or a all black Chevy
Too much flavors, smoke a lot of that too (gas)
Service to the neighbors, city know my name
Young wild nigga, still off the damn chain (yeh)
Glock 27, just end the whole thing
Run to the bag, got personals in it (yeh)
Valet park it, my shit, ride with me (it ride with me)
Ain't even hit her, I don't know something fishy
30, it's dirty, trade it in for new blicky
Not even sorry, so why they won't pick me? (huh)
Hop in the car, an you know what the tint is
Bro, he the sarge, take off yo lieutenant
Motor too loud and so is this spinach (gas, huh)
Dollars stay round me, they call me Lil' Spend it (cash)
Yeh (cash) hmmm (uh, huh, uh)
Spendin' some dollars on all this drip (cash)
Cuhz got scripts, said he act like he sick (Sipz)
Trap go dumb, like a young nigga flunked
Too many flavors of all this skunk (gas) (hmmmm)
Uh, yeah, brand new city, still know my name
Still wanna f*ck, still give me that brain, yeh (she do)
Yeh, uh, put that shit on, just buy what I want
Buyin' new shit, I don't even f*ckin' want it (yup)
Don't wanna see yo face on a tee
Just got out, he right back on the street, shit (damn)
Stayed up all night with my uh
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Yeh
Uh, stayed up all night my blicky (yeh)
She got a fat ass, but I'm picky (I'm picky)
Your bitch in my ear, wanna lick me (she wanna)
It's money, I'm on that, get with me (money)
I feel like I'm Uzi, got Brittani (Brittany)
Switch up my swag, cuz they bite (they bitin')
Don't want the burger, just fry? (fried)
Nigga, got bitch appetite (bitch)
I f*ck on they bitch every type (ya bitch)
I don't pour the juice in my Sprite (nah)
Said, I pour the juice in a juice (that juice)
Yeh, I walk in that bitch and they choose (hmm)
Stomp on them niggas, just standin' on ten
Four Five the gang, you niggas, not kin
Count up that money, love thumbin' them tens
All black on, match the all black Benz
Bust down the package, it's gone already (gone)
Look at the dirt, they gone already (gone)
Might be the coupe, or a all black Chevy
Too much flavors, smoke a lot of that too (gas)
Service to the neighbors, city know my name
Young wild nigga, still off the damn chain (yeh)
Glock 27, just end the whole thing
Run to the bag, got personals in it (yeh)
Valet park it, my shit, ride with me (it ride with me)
Ain't even hit her, I don't know something fishy
30, it's dirty, trade it in for new blicky
Not even sorry, so why they won't pick me? (huh)
Hop in the car, an you know what the tint is
Bro, he the sarge, take off yo lieutenant
Motor too loud and so is this spinach (gas, huh)
Dollars stay round me, they call me Lil' Spend it (cash)
Yeh (cash) hmmm (uh, huh, uh)
Spendin' some dollars on all this drip (cash)
Cuhz got scripts, said he act like he sick (Sipz)
Trap go dumb, like a young nigga flunked
Too many flavors of all this skunk (gas) (hmmmm)
Uh, yeah, brand new city, still know my name
Still wanna f*ck, still give me that brain, yeh (she do)
Yeh, uh, put that shit on, just buy what I want
Buyin' new shit, I don't even f*ckin' want it (yup)
Don't wanna see yo face on a tee
Just got out, he right back on the street, shit (damn)
Stayed up all night with my uh
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Writer: Morgan Foster
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