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letra de blick - tiacorine

[intro: key glock]
wake up, f1lthyy
ayy

[chorus: key glock & tiacorine]
i just snuck in this b-tch with my bl!ck (fah, fah, fah)
every time i turn around, they on my d-ck (yeah)
ayy, every time i turn around, my name in they mouth (yeah)
ayy, diamonds on me hittin’, they’ll knock a n-gga out
ayy, down south n-gga, eatin’ crackers with the salsa (yuh)
these n-ggas clout chasin’, n-ggas fishin’, n-ggas trouts (yeah)
these n-ggas clout chasin’, n-ggas rats, mickey mouse (yeah)
i push one b-tton and the maybach, it bounce (huh?)

[verse 1: tiacorine]
big for me, i got glock, turn a ho to cray patty
but the addy, i ain’t doin’ sh-t but stuntin’ like my daddy (yuh)
so much money, way too heavy, so the pants stupid baggy
i be sucking stupid d-ck, know how to make a n-gga happy (uh-huh)

[verse 2: key glock & tiacorine]
ayy, shout-out to my lil’, yeah-yeah, she got a fatty (yeah)
mr. put that sh-t on, i’m flyer than aladdin (huh)
callin’ plays like madden, i’ll shoot your ass likе 2k
white gold, rose gold, set crеam, roulette
b-tch same glock smell bigger than the kool-aid man (yeah)
i pass her to my bros, i do not f-ck on my fans (no)
these rap n-ggas b-tches, lowkey think they trans (yeah)
addicted to the dough, yo’ b-tch, she got me in a trans
[verse 3: tiacorine]
b-tch, i’m givin’ face, i’m givin’ body, it’s a pageant
i’ve been stackin’ h-lla money, i can’t help it, it’s a habit
and he know i keep it tucked, just like some spice inside a carriage
i’ma bust you in your cardigan, i’ma nut on your jacket (uh)
i can go to any side and every n-gga say, “what’s happenin’?”
if you like [?] city, like some eggs inside one basket
he beactin’, shorty cappin’, you ain’t never end up trappin’ (stop it)
i’m like old head in the cut, just like some fingers, i be snappin’
move, b-tch, i’m h-lla cool in the white tee
icy, [?] ’cause n-ggas shorty like me
i fetch up out the bust, b-tch, i’m bitin’
i got h-lla cake, he get on top and get me icy

[chorus: key glock]
i just snuck in this b-tch with my bl!ck
every time i turn around, they on my d-ck
ayy, every time i turn around, my name in they mouth
ayy, diamonds on me hittin’, they’ll knock a n-gga out
ayy, down south n-gga, eatin’ crackers with the salsa
these n-ggas clout chasin’, n-ggas fishin’, n-ggas trouts
these n-ggas clout chasin’, n-ggas rats, mickey mouse
i push one b-tton and the maybach, it bounce (yuh)

- tiacorine

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