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Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah (Uzoma, come here) Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah Oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah Fuck it I'm— Ayy, look Fuck shit, I'm not havin' that, nah Can't see these fuck niggas, cataracts I'm shittin' (Brr), imagine that Please don't trip on her, you can have her back Real nigga stand on all ten toes When nobody got your back, you better have a back If I don't got a damn thing, I better got a strap Swervin' my Mercedes Benz like the bitch a Cadillac Nigga I'm— Blicked up, sticked up Blicked up, sticked up Blicked up, sticked up (Let's go) Blicked up, yeah Sometimes I don't gotta spеak (Uh-huh) Sometimes she just pull out and еat (Let's go) Ooh, you a whole lotta freak (Ooh-ooh) Letras de cancionesYou my boo, hit my phone, I won't cheat (Ooh-ooh) Type of pussy make you go to jail Okay, how much my bond? That shit cheap (Shit cheap) Pick me up from my side when I'm free (Uh-huh) That lil' pussy, that mine, that shit me (Shit me) I sit back and roll up while she spit on it Got a nigga ready to bet on it She ain't puttin' that shit on me Got a nigga doin' extra shit like the lil' lamest bitch right here She got some game, it fucked me up I had to go run it with big homie Like OG why I like it so much? (Like it) Why her pussy so tight when we fuck? Look her dead in the eyes, "Bitch, you gon' be my wifey or what?" She say, "No-ooh-oh-oh" (Hahaha) Damn, that's fucked up But fuck it, I'm— Sticked up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Blicked up, sticked up (Yeah) Blicked up (Yeah), sticked up (Yeah, yeah, bitch I'm) Blicked up (Yeah, thuggin', I'm, huh?) Sticked up (Yeah, yeah), blicked up (Boom) Sticked up (Yeah), blicked up (Let's go) Sticked up (21) Chop in the back and it came with a scope People took from me, I gave 'em the most You niggas small fries, I got a coupon Mention my name and it come with free smoke You wanna slide, I show you the ropes Bring you some gloves, but don't bring your phone Tell your bitch that you might not make it home Own up for your actions, nigga, we grown Blicked up (21), everywhere I go, I got it filled up (21) All the hotboxes we done pilled up (21) Plenty times nigga could've killed us (21) Shot me six times, I ain't bitch up (21) Stood toe-to-toe with the best of 'em (21) FN bullets for the rest of 'em (21) She been on my mind, let me text her (21) Niggas wanna cuff, arrest her (21) Still daydream how I sexed her (21) That pussy just get wetter (21) Get you out your panties, I'm clever (21) When it come to pretty women, got several (On God) I'm in Bottega buyin' leather (On God) Sticks up like I got a vendetta (On God) Keep a chopper 'cause it guard my cheddar (On God) That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby From Letras Mania