CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Sick Of Us
Steady twirl, never stop, let's go spin on the opps, hella' bodies gon' drop, they gon' pick 'em up, hella' Blicks in the spot, anybody get shot, on my Blicky, they know how we give it up. Hella' treeshes and babas, you see how we rockin', we saucin' and they trynna' get wit' us, Tutu pa** me the flock, we been hella' situated, twirlin' wit' Blickies, they sick of us
Coachin' wit' Tutu, we flockin' and shootin', we twirlin' and bringin' the city back, hella' Blickies and ratchets, 3 stripes for the fashion, what's stackin' and f**k all that chitter-chat. Cars and the jewelry, I hope you the plug, you droppin' the rake then you gettin' clapped, spice and I drip, is he juggin' and trappin', once i'm on the road, i'mma get it back. Came home, got us back in our bag now, slap it up, f**k on the purch till I pa** out. My n***as greedy, pull up and get figis, with 30-.30s Folks T.P. Too drippy, talk spicy on a regular, twirlers on top and it ain't no compet**ors. Big chops like a gunshot, flockin' reckless, takin' jump-shots
Steady twirl, never stop, let's go spin on the opps, hella' bodies gon' drop, they gon' pick 'em up, hella' Blicks in the spot, anybody get shot, on my Blicky, they know how we give it up. Hella' treeshes and babas, you see how we rockin', we saucin' and they trynna' get wit' us, Tutu pa** me the flock, we been hella' situated, twirlin' wit' Blickies, they sick of us. (2X)
I'm too saucy for sh*t, gotta' walk wit' a Blick, if he Floss he a hit, I know Folks with the spin, so be cautious with them or we murderin' sh*t. Bro, don't stop clickin' till he dead, I told Coka to finish 'em, I might just spin on they block and start shootin' 'em, boost my adrenaline. Lil' boy don't play with a Blicky, I get you flamed with a glizzy, try to run, we gon' leave you like Ricky, don't talk hot on my line, its too risky. I'm sliding wherever, two straps inna' luggage, one Glock, one Beretta, I'm a dizzy-devil, views a million better, puffin' Ike in the Sprinter
Steady twirl, never stop, let's go spin on the opps, hella' bodies gon' drop, they gon' pick 'em up, hella' Blicks in the spot, anybody get shot, on my Blicky, they know how we give it up. Hella' treeshes and babas, you see how we rockin', we saucin' and they trynna' get wit' us, Tutu pa** me the flock, we been hella' situated, twirlin' wit' Blickies, they sick of us. (2X)
Coachin' wit' Tutu, we flockin' and shootin', we twirlin' and bringin' the city back, hella' Blickies and ratchets, 3 stripes for the fashion, what's stackin' and f**k all that chitter-chat. Cars and the jewelry, I hope you the plug, you droppin' the rake then you gettin' clapped, spice and I drip, is he juggin' and trappin', once i'm on the road, i'mma get it back. Came home, got us back in our bag now, slap it up, f**k on the purch till I pa** out. My n***as greedy, pull up and get figis, with 30-.30s Folks T.P. Too drippy, talk spicy on a regular, twirlers on top and it ain't no compet**ors. Big chops like a gunshot, flockin' reckless, takin' jump-shots
Steady twirl, never stop, let's go spin on the opps, hella' bodies gon' drop, they gon' pick 'em up, hella' Blicks in the spot, anybody get shot, on my Blicky, they know how we give it up. Hella' treeshes and babas, you see how we rockin', we saucin' and they trynna' get wit' us, Tutu pa** me the flock, we been hella' situated, twirlin' wit' Blickies, they sick of us. (2X)
I'm too saucy for sh*t, gotta' walk wit' a Blick, if he Floss he a hit, I know Folks with the spin, so be cautious with them or we murderin' sh*t. Bro, don't stop clickin' till he dead, I told Coka to finish 'em, I might just spin on they block and start shootin' 'em, boost my adrenaline. Lil' boy don't play with a Blicky, I get you flamed with a glizzy, try to run, we gon' leave you like Ricky, don't talk hot on my line, its too risky. I'm sliding wherever, two straps inna' luggage, one Glock, one Beretta, I'm a dizzy-devil, views a million better, puffin' Ike in the Sprinter
Steady twirl, never stop, let's go spin on the opps, hella' bodies gon' drop, they gon' pick 'em up, hella' Blicks in the spot, anybody get shot, on my Blicky, they know how we give it up. Hella' treeshes and babas, you see how we rockin', we saucin' and they trynna' get wit' us, Tutu pa** me the flock, we been hella' situated, twirlin' wit' Blickies, they sick of us. (2X)
