Ah
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk
Huh, ain’t no setup, hmm, nah, ain’t no setup
Blicky on the dresser, nah, I can’t let up
Any other hater? ‘Cause critics they debate us
Critiquin’ how I’m livin’, I’m retarded like my pendant
It’s a stick (a stick), let it hit (hit)
Now you talkin’ perjury, come in here, that’s it
My blick (my blick), my blickiana, hmm, nah, on the dresser
They say I can’t come (come), always overdressin’ (dress)
Gotho up behind him like I’m Fletcher
Shoot it on a setup, no, I just can’t let up (I can’t)
Mmm, blicky, blicky, ride that bitch, don’t need a Shella
Come back 1986, it’s bad, she say bae my favorite player (player)
Comin’ in a new star, we a player
Zero to a hunnid, make ’em see the laser
Realest way to get your money, hundred thousand acres
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
Stick, stick, stick, let hit, hit, hit
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk