HYWTB (Hit You With The Blick)

Open the fucking door, I gotta shit (Damn)
Look, open the fucking door, I gotta shit
Look, open the door, gotta shit
No, open the door, gotta shit

Open that motherfucking door
You know I told her shake that ass, ain't 'bout that ass, she 'bout to go
I told her uno, dos, tres, I want these bitches in a row
Look bitch, hurry up, before I kick down this door
Ooh, oh, I like the way you shake it
Ooh, baby girl, you better quake it
Ooh, she pop that ass, you know she naked
I told that bitch to hurry up, you know, I can't move, I can't make it
Damn, open that motherfucking door, I gotta shit
I'm in the kitchen whipping and whipping and whipping and whipping the grits
You already know I do my shit, I got my fucking stick
And if you fucking move, I'll hit your ass with the glits, rits
Damn, I gotta sneeze
Damn, your head be like a fucking D
Damn, that mean the dick
Stankin ass bitch, I hit you with this blick

Hit you with the blick (Yeah), hit you with the tricks
Told the bitch "You better keep me out the fucking mix" (Oh)
I don't give a fuck, bitch, suck up on my dick, whore (Yeah)

Ayy, who bitch is this? (Huh, huh? Bitch)
Somebody get this bitch (Yeah, this bitch)
She be drinking nut and I be drinking trish (Yeah)
Yeah, I be popping opps, they ain't popping my shit (Pop, yeah)
Yeah, straight off the block, now I'm chilling in the pent' (Yeah)
Yeah, two cups of codeine cost more than your rent (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in this bitch mouth, like a motherfucking mint (Yeah)
Can't save no ho', last name not Kent (Yeah)
Uh, call me SuperGlock, I get high as I can get (Phew)
Yeah, I keep that tool on me and I ain't talking 'bout a wrist (Ha)
And my diamonds hitting hard, told this bitch "Don't flinch" (Yeah)
Balling hard on these niggas, number one, drive pit, bitch (Yeah)

Hit you with the blick (Yeah), hit you with the tricks (Ayy)
Told the bitch "You better keep me out the fucking mix" (Ho')
I don't give a fuck, bitch, suck up on my dick, whore (Mak Sauce)

Hit 'em with that blick, uh, hit 'em with that fire (Aight)
I can barely drive, but got a coupe, can talk to mine (Skrrt)
Hop out solo, just me and my iron (Aight)
Diamonds peekaboo, bitch, it bling, hurt your eyes (Come on)
Bad bitch and she a dime, but I won't drop a dime (Yes)
Buddy tried to run off, popped him in his spine (Grrah)
Vanilla bitch and chocolate, came here 'cause my mom (Ooh)
Nigga talking brazy, drop the dot, tell 'em slide, we'll bah-bah

Hit you with the blick (Yeah), hit you with the tricks (Ayy)
Told the bitch "You better keep me out the fucking mix" (Ho')
I don't give a fuck, bitch, suck up on my dick, whore (Run it up)

Uh, call me SuperGlock, I get high as I can get (Yeah)
Uh, call me SuperGlock, I get high as I can get (Yeah)