[Hook: Nas Blixky & Envy Caine.]
Spice'n & twirlin' so drippy, the Blicky the Blicky, my n***a we started that
Perkies and Xannies, Codeine and Promethazine, rollin' up people; the starter pack
Treesh wanna' fuck any n***a wit' money and jewelry, get taken when we around
Blicks in a duffel, this strap with no tucker, start flockin', them bullets gon' beat 'em down. (2X)
[Verse 1: Nas Blixky]
Whippin', all my n***as wit' it
Hollows don't miss 'em
My n***as clutchin' that Smith 'N
Trappin' that work in the kitchen
Momma' don't get it, momma' I had to go get it
Ayo Act, we gon' pour up this Qualitest
All for Richie, we dump, leave a empty clip, need a 6, then its lit, call it turkеy bin
And this life that I live, gotta' watch your friends
Thеse n***as hate that we winnin'
Gotta' watch out for sins I committed
I should be duckin' the police
Do it dolo, I don't need no Codeine
N***as be saying they homies, touchin' money they movin' like Rico
Bend his block and we shoot at his peephole, Boy we different, boy, we are not equal
Blicky Gang in the spot, we gon' fuck it up, Free SPMGP in the double cup
Glizzy is set-up for all of my opposites, when they see me, they coppin' it
Don't think you a shooter if you hittin' the innocent
I could feel it when I take these painkillers, never switch and I still be the same n***a, Different phones, yeah, I'm sick like virus
Keep on shootin' till you hear them sirens, I'mma pit, he a puppy, we gon' swipe thru the spot, clear the site, got a uppy
Catch a opp, he a duppy
She wanna' kick it like boy, I'm the ruppy
Free Breezy, he not for the babblin', back-to-back, we gon' score on the oppositions
[Hook: Nas Blixky & Envy Caine]
Spice'n & twirlin' so drippy, the Blicky the Blicky, my n***a we started that
Perkies and Xannies, Codeine and Promethazine, rollin' up people; the starter pack
Treesh wanna' fuck any n***a wit' money and jewelry, get taken when we around
Blicks in a duffel, this strap with no tucker, start flockin', them bullets gon' beat 'em down. (2X)
[Verse 2: Envy Caine]
Coka started so much controversy
Gotta' limp when I spazz out on Folk Shit
Once you spot 'em, I gotta' pull up and my twirlers gon' drop and they waitin' to smoke shit
Roll up some people, can't wait till I see you, these Smith & Wessons full of hot shit
If he droppin' the Gz or you hangin' wit' them n***as, we shootin', you soon get your block spent
All I know is traps with the finesse, get the breesh and theirs plenty more to get
Got so much beef in these streets, some lil' kids trynna' speak, since they say I'm a walkin' spliff
Mixin' baking soda, still pot whippin', Sour D and the crack got the block clickin'
If I catch 'em slippin', I'mma shut 'em down, treesh wanna' fuck cause she heard I got cheddar now
[Hook: Nas Blixky & Envy Caine.]
Spice'n & twirlin' so drippy, the Blicky the Blicky, my n***a we started that
Perkies and Xannies, Codeine and Promethazine, rollin' up people; the starter pack
Treesh wanna' fuck any n***a wit' money and jewelry, get taken when we around
Blicks in a duffel, this strap with no tucker, start flockin', them bullets gon' beat 'em down