[Verse 1: 757 Hardknock]
Blicks, all of my n***as got blicks
[?] drum and a stick, but n***as get smoked tryna diss
On Jamal you n***as is bitches we loading them switches and escape through the city
We Young Money 45 with a drum on it, like to show it a Drake and a Nikki
And you know we got hella glizzies, and them XD's
Leave your face and your neck bleeding
Choppa got titties on it, get to squeezing and squirting like I'm tryna breastfeed em'
Fuck is you on? I come from the 5 n***a
We don't fuck up the 9 n***a
Pull up and pop out and walk with a stick like I'm blind n***a
Shoot till' everyone die n***a
Who need a nation? 757 the gang (Drop a Y and get changed)
Run up the flame
My shooters don't miss a thing
Don't ever mention Melly name
We do it for Snoop
Nah we don't fake blick, fuck around and get your face hit
And ain't no shooting in cars we walk up and race shit
Everyone in the way hit (Bitch I'm talking bout' blicks!)

[Hook: ?]
My n***as blicked up, my n***as blicked up
My n***as blicked up, my n***as blicked up
My n***as blicked up, my n***as blicked up
My n***as blicked up, my n***as blicked up
[Verse 2: DRILLA']
My n***as they blicked up
AR with the semi rounds
Got his whole body mixed up
We got Glock 9's
Better run when them shots fired
Know we fuck the city up
I'm with the G's, they doing them thirsty [?] shoot everything
Got this Nickel XD
You know it's lemon squeeze
You ain't running from these
We got 223's
And I put it on me
You can get it for free
I got killers around me
So you can't get around me
I know lil' n***as tryna find me
I'm on the 50 with 50
I get you [?] you already know how I'm sliding