Blicky ft. Fresh X Reckless Lyrics

Stick, stick, stick let it, hit hit hit

Stick, stick, stick let it, hit hit hit

Stick, stick, stick let it, hit hit hit

My blicky, up on the dresser

My blicky, up in the trunk

Jammed dick up in a 21, shit is barely legal (huh)

Got one hand that's steering

The other twerk that dezzy eagle

Stuntin on his people

Saints city but we evil, got me dressed in all black

Got me lookin like a emo

Blick turnt him to a zero, for thinking he the one (boaw)

Got shooters on my balcony

You could ask Kee or Teito (waahh)

I'm fuckin with a baddie, she can't handle my extendo

She said boy my hair expensive

Ripped her shit can't get a nickel, I got a shtick up in my pants So when I walk, I hit my dance (yeah) dick inside a dirty Glock, I sold that bitch on OnlyFans (huh) Nina switchin to a dick, (what) sex change into a whole lil trans (what)

Nick boy, I'm a drummer boy, I shootin' all the clubs up with all these cannons pray that boy, he'll make it back, I'll pull apart a whole Smith & Wesson

Assemble shit that's fresh and reckless, (huh) watch all the stories, no young and restless (huh) Fuck a vest, he'll need a blessing, all head shots like he takin' selfies

Catchin' all the bodies like I'm feelin' selfish, I'm a die shitin you could call me Elvis Mad man with a hairpin, push his wig back, get his skull cracked (boaw) That shell drop, get his egg cracked, I'ma watch him scramble no omelet (yeah)

I'ma let your hoe come to a nigga, she needin me to come stretch her (yeah) Walked out, had to double back, I done left my blicky on the dresser huh

My blicky up on the dresser, my blicky up in the trunk My blicky up on the dresser, my blicky up in the trunk

(That VL nigga did that)