YAWK

Blicky ah! Whippin on that fifty block
Put that on my city and I'm rocking like I’m Iggy Pop
Bitch. With the icky opp. You cannot offend me. I'm
Busting out the shotty cuz I'm getting to that Ricky talk

Hood rat slangin’
Wassup? What you banging?
Hit em with the YAWK YAWK YAWK
And I'm hangin'

Bitch I put the pain in whatever you remain in
Fuck what you explaining
I smoke it and I face it

All they want is murder shit but all I want is hoes
I got bitches out the country and they knocking at my door
I said welcome to the crib. You gotta take off all ya clothes
Yeah this shit is a tradition then you gotta hit the road

These bitches want a piece. Uh huh
Smoking all this weed. Uh huh
Toking in my car. I'm in the stars
I'm feeling peace. Uh huh

What you mean? Uh huh
Pop another bean. Uh huh
Fuck with me. Uh huh
Step into the scene. Uh huh

Blicky ah! Whippin on that fifty block
Put that on my city and I'm rocking like I'm Iggy Pop
Bitch. With the icky opp. You cannot offend me. I'm
Busting out the shotty cuz I’m getting to that Ricky talk

Hood rat slangin’
Wassup? What you banging?
Hit em with the YAWK YAWK YAWK
And I'm hangin’

Bitch I put the pain in whatever you remain in
Fuck what you explaining
I smoke it and I face it