Blick-A-Thon

(album: Final Destination - 2020)

[SpotEmGottem:]
People, it's you
Hahaha
Aight, [?]
[?]

Nigga, uh (Uh), I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun
I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join
Pop (Pop), niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun
All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I'll show you how to step, nigga
They say what is talked, he got something up on his belt, nigga

[Jackboy:]
"Jackboy, is they fucking with ya?" (Fucking with ya?), He-hell, fuck nah
These niggas ain't been fucking with me since the crackers took the cuffs off
These bitches been [?] out the 'Ghini, she wan' suck it 'til I'm on soft
Came in the game with no flaw
Stood ten toes, these niggas still tall
Always round with a gun, bitch, I'm taught to keep it with me
Ain't no rule when it's beef, shoot yo' mama in her titty
I been moving smooth with this Glizzy
This fire, I get litty
You gon' die, you come to my city
Saw ya with a opp, bitch, you silly
DickdickDiamonds biting, Mike Tyson
Glock on me, no time for fighting
Guap on me and a nigga still spinning
They hate on me, but a nigga still winning
Catch a nigga slipping like I'm Cuban link tennis
[?] catch a case when I go 'round the business
When I go 'round the business, I don't leave no witness
Hit the whole house, I don't got no feelings
Give no fucks, we killing children
Fuck the law, we out here purging
Drop a nigga, then go back to splurging
Hop in a Lam' back, popped it, [?]
Hop in a Lam', now I'm back to swerving
Can't do what I do, his pockets hurting
Stuck on [?] 'bout to [?]
I'm back to the block, my phone back churping

[SpotEmGottem:]
Nigga, uh (Uh) I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun
I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join
Hahahaha, niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun (Gang)
All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I already know that she a freaky lil' bitch
Only thing she good for taking dick
Uh, Cuban links match my neck and my wrist
With a fully, I hopped out and did my shit
I be fly as hell without no stylist (Stylist)
Girl, give me that neck, girl, give me that shit
I'm feeling all on they ass, I'm just gripping that shit
[?], I was booted up in this bitch

Nigga, uh (Uh), I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my gun
I know y'all lesbians, bring your best friend, then let me join
Pop (Pop), niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This an FN, mini Draco, this ain't no Tommy gun
All these dead opps in my lungs, I'm high as fuck, I'm off a ton

I'll show you how to step, nigga
They say what is talked, he got something up on his belt, nigga (Belt, nigga)