BIG OL' Blicky Video (MV)

My body need more
So I'm puking on the floor
Like a drunk in the bar
Shit I can't drive my car
My card got declined
Cuz I got no job
Got the plug on the line
And he trapping like the mob
Wanna Forbes list flex
Issa flex on my wrist
And the nicest complex
Yes just for my bitch
One day I'll make complex
If I drop this diss
For now I'm in a duplex
Working on my pitch

Imma rap like it's Scrubby
And You all think it's funny
Imma make all the money
Say f*ck all the studies
Say f*ck high school
It's not for me
I got big dreams
Like being on your screen
Talking that shit
Making dem all pissed
Got Your girl by her hair
She sucking on my dick
I'm a dark side nigga
And I hit em with the blick
Yuh Philly go spit

I'm on the east side
You on the weak side
They say the west side
Man it's the best side
Nah man you crazy
Yeah you know You can't faze me
We'll have to pull up
Just like we in the navy
Yes or no no maybes
Getting all the ladies
Pulling fancy whips
Driving my Mercedes
Fifteen with a dream
Making mills You making memes
But man in reality
I've got no self esteem
But f*ck it that's okay
They gon hate and say they playin
That's what I told the cops
When they asked about Your slaying
I'm everyone ride or die
But Your line it still been dry
I'm gone find out where You live
You know I'm smart just like Bill Nye

Yeah

Ripping and flipping
Your girl yeah she cripping
You cannot rap like me
You can still try and lip it
Had enough of Your shit
Pickle break shawty hips
Now I'm getting the money
And I'm going on trips
You really think You can spit
Your girl do and she quit
When she turnt and bent over
Know that I had to hit
Gucci belt and pelt coats
I'm surrounded by goats
Me and Raz going crazy
My poles always on tote
Know that I'm going off
Getting snubbed like I'm Goff
I ain't come from the hood
But I still seen a lot
Know that I talk real shit
Cuz that's all that I know
Me and Raz going up
You still stuck staying low
I love all of my bars
New whips plus foreign cars
If that I was a golfer
You know I'm well below par
If You done give me lip
Then I send You the hit
Recognize me just cuz
That I'm drowning in drip

Trips around the world
I'll take You to Rome
The way way Your hair twirl
It feel like a home
Got this Big Ol' Blicky
And I'll point at Your dome
They should call me Medusa
Cause I'll turn Your ass to stone

Aye

Suicidal thoughts prevailing
Salt in the blood just like it's Saline
Take the wind and then we go sailing
Rap this rope around the railing
My rooms dark but I can see
All the times You lied to me
All the times I let You leave
You sat there and watch bleed

I'm on the east side
You on the weak side
They say the west side
Man it's the best side
Nah man You crazy
Yeah You know You can't faze me
We'll have to pull up
Just like we in the navy
Yes or no no maybes
Getting all the ladies
Pulling fancy whips
Driving my Mercedes
Fifteen with a dream
Making mills You making memes
But man in reality
I've got no self esteem