Blick Out
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MAF Teeski
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What's up with that? We come through the front and back.
When they say smoke, we on that.
Roll up a pack, one piece like two, three souls.
I walk down blind, shit effortlessly.
G-turn through my waistband, choking the trigger.
I spotted a nigga with that tough shit.
Get on the side, it's whipped.
Throw out that b*tch, it's two days with a dumb b*tch.
And I'm known forever now.
Before this, I was known 'cause I done quit.
Going to his, so I fit.
After they hit, so I fit.
So I black out. I was going on, nigga said the plan, pressure.
Ain't never been no blick out.
Niggas be by on bikes.
B*tch ain't gon' say nothing, dude got left with his dick out.
I ain't f*ck no niggas, I ain't gon' back then get my tiny tic-tac out.
Hit these hoes five minutes for now.
I don't give a good dick, they gon' twitch out.
Nineteen my main bitch, twenty-three my coup.
Finna turn thirty-six now.
I just got a fat ass check in, I still ain't gon' bust my wrist down.
You niggas be copy-cattas.
I just wanna Plain Jane settin'.
Hit a nigga block so quick, we stackin' up bands so good, this shit like Tetris.
What you want, buddy? Got it with me, what's the talkin'? You run up, you get headshotted.
We leave shit out in the country, nah, bustin' this shit like pasta.
Run up this and run up that, run up by this.
Run up by this, like shit awesome.
Somebody get him a doctor.
Feds on 'em come through quick, no bad days.
Fifteen K on me, nigga, I go crazy.
Two K spent on hangars.
I was just up in the basement.
Now I'm in LA, might go to the A later.
Skateboard, I just learned how to skateboard.
Do a kickflip, earn my payment.
Hair boy put his face on it.
Hair boy hit from the back, can't take it.
I smoke that ass, can't take it.
F*ck niggas, can't even believe I made it.
That day I woke up rich, I blacked out.
My little bro, I went crazy.
Hit the rack, I do what I be, just cause I want to.
These niggas ain't enough on shit.
Nigga, fix your face, ain't you lookin' at us?
Lil' Ray'd of askin', he bust quick.
Ain't shit soon, we catch us a nigga, we put him in bags, in the trunk of shit.
Pop out with a fully, I turn on my hoodie, I'm back, slide, back on that dumb shit.
Niggas getting this rap confused.
You leave shit layin', that smell like skunk shit.
Ain't no one-of-a-kind, don't nobody write my rhymes.
When I write my rhymes, nigga, I done it.
No body gon' f*ck up the function.
Sis too hit the shit, gang concussion.
I can't buy no bitch no bag, but you might luck up and come with me to London.
What's up with that? We come through the front and back.
When they say smoke, we on that.
Roll up a pack, one piece like two, three souls.
I walk down blind, shit effortlessly.
G-turn through my waistband, choking the trigger.
I spotted a nigga with that tough shit.
Get on the side, it's whipped.
Throw out that b*tch, it's two days with a dumb b*tch.
And I'm known forever now.
Before this, I was known 'cause I done quit.
Going to his, so I fit.
After they hit, so I fit.
So I black out. I was going on, nigga said the plan, pressure.
Ain't never been no blick out.
Niggas be by on bikes.
B*tch ain't gon' say nothing, dude got left with his dick out.
