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