BiC Fizzle - Servin lyrics

[BiC Fizzle - Servin lyrics]

Damn, Dot, you did it again

Sinner, I put your ho in a blender
I'm pressure, baby, come fuck with a winner
He beat on his ho 'cause
I hear that he tender
Last December was broke in the winter
Found me a way, turnt up on these niggas
I'm strapped with that pistol
Don't fuck with me, nigga
Lil' cuh mixin' codeine with his liquor
We know he'll say she step on a nigga
Boss, know how to take me a loss
For that body I pay
I don't care what it cost
I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce
He ain't from where I'm from
He don't walk how I walk
Talk how I talk, he don't know about murder
Sweet list breakin' this shit
It leave circles i got a purpose
That why I be nervous and
Clutchin' my30 whenever I'm servin'

High as fuck geeked up, constantly swervin'
Big-ass chopstick, I'm ridin' dirty
Studio hard through the week
No rest and no sleep
Then trap out the spot, on the saturday
Know she a GOAT, back
Then would've curbed me, wanna fuck
'Cause, I'm up holy, give her some clarity
You see the 1017, my jersey
I'm switchin' models
So them bitches won't lure me
I make her jump out her panties
Guarantee baby like something, you meant it
So much money, I make a bitch panic
Young nigga bank account cents, I get it, woo
I'm out the roof in a Wraith in Miami
Backwood stuck to the face bum baddie
Phone ding-ding soon as I had landed
That money keep callin', I'm steady expanding

Sinner, I put your ho in a blender
I'm pressure, baby, come fuck with a winner
He beat on his ho 'cause
I hear that he tender
Last December was broke in the winter
Found me a way, turnt up on these niggas
I'm strapped with that pistol
Don't fuck with me, nigga
Lil' cuh mixin' codeine with his liquor
We know he'll say she step on a nigga
Boss, know how to take me a loss
For that body I pay
I don't care what it cost
I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce
He ain't from where I'm from
He don't walk how I walk
Talk how I talk, he don't know about murder
Sweet list breakin' this shit
It leave circles i got a purpose
That why I be nervous and
Clutchin' my30 whenever I'm servin'

Wrist on icy, neck too pricey
Hatin', but they really want to
Be just like me freak ho
She ain't really come with no guidance
Front row
Shawty give me head when I'm drivin'
Hellcat and it's a demon inside her
My heart in the trenches
That's where I recite it
Straight to the top where
A young nigga glidin'
Been 1K 4L, 'fore Wop came and got me
Switch, now I'm up
Niggas wanna come 'round me
Gotta question your loyalty
Why you around me?
Reach for my neck, now your head got a bounty
Really turnt up on everybody who doubted me
I know you see all these shooters around me
Chase me a sack down, like I was clownin'
Break out them racks on a bitch
Cartier glist' i got the whole hood bouncin'

Sinner, I put your ho in a blender
I'm pressure, baby, come fuck with a winner
He beat on his ho 'cause
I hear that he tender
Last December was broke in the winter
Found me a way, turnt up on these niggas
I'm strapped with that pistol
Don't fuck with me, nigga
Lil' cuh mixin' codeine with his liquor
We know he'll say she step on a nigga
Boss, know how to take me a loss
For that body I pay
I don't care what it cost
I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce
He ain't from where I'm from
He don't walk how I walk
Talk how I talk, he don't know about murder
Sweet list breakin' this shit
It leave circles i got a purpose
That why I be nervous and
Clutchin' my30 whenever I'm servin'

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