Blicky’s Funeral

[Intro]
It's about to get sticky for the Blicky
Turn into the fucking Ville, man (Bitch!)
Free Mac fucking Molie
GDK
Blicky's funeral
Y'all niggas know I'm coming
We family over all
These niggas got me in my burkin'
Wooo

[Verse]
First things first, I heard 750 and they fucking song
I'm with the poppin', I'm with the bending blocks we could do it all day long (Skrrt, skrrt)
We are not a gang (Woo!), fuck the fame, real killers put in pain (In pain)
How you think I got my name? K double-O, D dumping A for aim (What else?)
The Blickys done started some shit, you not the real 6ix so get off his dick (Get off his dick)
Back-back, over after this, do a hit the V
Hit the bump and sell a whip (Dummy)
Fake niggas wearing fake shit (Woo!)
Run up on Nas with the K clip (Brrt, brrrt)
Told my niggas on the rock
If they see a folk, make sure they leave his face split (Gang)
Death come in threes (White)
This for Nas, Six-o and 22gz (What else?)
Dropping raids, ducking D's
Scooped the bitch, shortty fucked up her knees
Xan in my system, D on my blunt
I ain't passing this, girl, what you want?
Riding in the 6, all black tints
Car clouded 'cause I just smoked a zip (Skrrt, gang!)
Hold up, stop it (Woo!), big duffle almost dropped it (White)
Hold up stop it, fess me up, you getting shot, bitch
We spin them, spin them blocks
If he ain't want die, boy a opp
For sure, son fuck with the cops
So I gotta be careful with the chop (Brr, brrt)
Your man's got this, your man's got that
Little nigga, shut the fuck up (Shut the fuck up)
What did you do, did you hit my block with ya gun tucked? (No!)
No, free Bando Black, free Lowes, free Amber Strap
Free Tone, Blood fuck with some hats
Real niggas, God put them in the track
This for the floss, y'all niggas not Wooin'
Please stop jacking the movement (Stop jacking our shit)
Dump, reload, if he a scammer, we straight snatching his Cubans (For the White!)
Y'all not from the Ville y'all not from O. Hill
Or the 10 where it's real (White!)
I bet somebody gon' die if I put the loads on the drill (Woo!)
Shooters, Rugers, mission Ubers, did it all with the looters (Brr)
This shit is all facts I'm spitting, this ain't no rumors (What else?)
Kidnap a top opp (What else?), another folk in my trunk (What else? Skrrt)
Kidnap a top opp (Ahh), boy that's three for the month (Kooda B)
In the field with the Glizzy (Glizzy, brr), the Blicky's gone lose a kidney (Brr)
Just to let y'all niggas know, all my niggas get busy

[Outro]
It's stick for the blickys nigga kno how we coming
FOA