Lyrics

Yeah, it's that Bully anthem right here, ****
I'ma show y'all a different, in all aspects of this shit, ****
Just listen
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And you know how I'm coming, man
It's just that for me, man
I'm about to hear that shit
I just came back home from jail
I need my dick licked
Right back on my block
I'm toting Glocks
I'm on that sick shit
All black manskin hoodie on
Trying to take some
I need a quick flip
And you ain't on that endless state if you ain't been to Quick Trip
She gon' eat this D up
I'm a boss like my name Trick Trick
I can turn a thousand grams with two color to kick flip
Listen, get your shit split
If she got her license, we gon' get rich
And he just copped a Rollie
That shit tick tick
My life is like a movie
Grab your Paco
You can't miss this
His head got big
Can't fit inside that casket
He a misfit
Talking all that slick shit
That's the reason lil bro heard that click click
And broke out head inside that whip with big shit
I said I wasn't gon' diss
But now it's too late
You can't fix this
A brick cost $28,000
Enough bread
Get your bitch here
And my bitch she be swiping
Guess we equal
Cause I take shit
And your bitch that you wife
And that bitch trifling
But can't take dick
I don't tolerate no slick shit
Ain't quick to recognize who on some fake shit
Now he salty
I stuffed dick in hoes he can't get
Free bro
You know we spank shit
Then bro gon' beat the body on some tank shit
Step carry
When I pull up, shoot
I can't miss
They want bars
But I'm all quirky
Cut off kid
But she too irky
Plus I heard Skitty got 50 years
Cause fair game she got nervous
I took flawless off on purpose
I treat clubs like it's the circus
Plus I stuffed dick in your baby
Mother tattered
Made me hurt
Drop that lil ass bit of paper on my head
Like I wasn't worth it
**** ain't tryna die
For 10 bands ****
I'ma step for certain
Slam em out like I'm Pusha Icy
Plus I stay with that big 30
Bring that K out when it's sunny
Make it dark when it's still early
Heard the Osh just dropped a diss song
It's just words
So it don't hurt me
I been living life for real
Cut off the ones that don't deserve me
And I'm still screaming
Free Lil Top was in them shootouts
We was purging
When me and Sean went hit that lick
I'm getting acid
Why you nervous
He tried to walk in
He got plucked
And now his mom got plenty to serve
Went on that lick
We ain't get shit
So they keep asking
Was it worth it
Every time I bust my gun
I got a smile
Bitch I ain't nervous
We be singing like the opera
Let that choppa close his curtains
We be singing like the opera
Written by: Shaquille Jackson
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