ZOTiYAC - Dropped Da Blick lyrics

Money Flex, drop that shit

That nigga ran up and then drew down
But then he dropped da blick (Ay, dumbass)
I picked it up
Pray to lord these 762's zip him up
(Zip him up) it zipped him up, at first
He couldn't stop moving
Then he stiffened up don't pick him up, the
Doctors cannot sew him
Ain't no stitch it up (Ain't no stitch it)

Ride round with them thugs
'bout three or four Choppas in the trunk
(In the, ay) he don't be in no cuts
Get smoked up like some Indica
(Like some Indica)
Ay, who the fuck them niggas in
Your circle? Boy you hardly spin
That shotgun be done blew a nigga face off
Look like Harvey Dent
My nigga, you won't pull up
This a place that you ain't hardly been
(Uh) got many men who hatе on
Me like Curtis Jackson, 50 Cent
Ay, I'm in thе jungle, keep
That stick on me, like Indian
(Ay) he might get the bag
That boy will fumble in the end
(He gon' fumble)

Tell that bitch, "You can't
Get shit from me, i'm empty hand"
(Uh)
Yeah, I'm that one nigga with a attitude
Like MC Ren (Ay)
Ay, why the fuck these niggas in
My bubble like the NBA (Like the NBA)
I ain't signing no contract
But I'ma get these M's (Ay)

Whatchu see when you look at me
I'on give a fuck (I'on give a fuck)
Niggas must thought I was happy
'cos I'm going up
I'm happy 'bout the money
I've been making, but it ain't enough
One message for the nigga who try take it
I'ma say good luck (Bah, bitch)

That nigga ran up and then drew down
But then he dropped da blick (Bitch)
I picked it up
Pray to lord these 762's zip him up
It zipped him up, at first
He couldn't stop moving
Then he stiffened up don't pick him up, the
Doctors cannot sew him
Ain't no stitch it up (Ain't no stitch)

Ride round with them thugs
'bout three or four Choppas in the trunk
(Ay) he don't be in no cuts
Get smoked up like some indica
That money just keep on coming in, Glock 17
Like Jeremy Lin
That FN be done blew a nigga face off
Look like Harvey Dent (Damn)
Boy, you can't imitate Lil Yac
'cos bitch I hardly can (I can't do it)
And you can't penetrate this armour
You will hardly dent (Uh)
Creep up on him like his karma
Find which car he in (Brrr)
Hit him in his shit while he was in the park
It gave him Parkinson's

These niggas think they hard, they are?
AR, hop out and park the Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
Blow this bitch and hope I
Don't hit a pedestrian (Grra, grra, grra)
Lil nigga you can't fuck my bitch
I told you she was lesbian
My shooter pulled up, 'bout that work
I told you he was Mexican (He was Mexican)

Ya'll know I just be talking my shit
(Ay, ay) i'm warning you
One of them niggas is in the car
Pray to lord these 762's zip him up
(Ay, brrr, brrr)

That nigga ran up and then drew down
But then he dropped da blick (Ay, dumbass)
I picked it up
Pray to lord these 762's zip him up
(Zip him up) it zipped him up, at first
He couldn't stop moving
Then he stiffened up don't pick him up, the
Doctors cannot sew him
Ain't no stitch it up (Ain't no stitch it)

Ride round with them thugs
'bout three or four Choppas in the trunk
(In the, ay) he don't be in no cuts
Get smoked up like some Indica
(Like some Indica)