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Blick Sum

"Blick Sum" Lyrics by Latto

[Intro]

I don’t trust no man without no blicky

‘Cause when sh*t get sticky, where the f**k that blicky at?

Why ya got no blicky, boy?

[Pre-Chorus]

Step for me

Throw up your set for me

Get in the field, go get that check for me

That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me

[Chorus]

Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)

Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)

Hit some (Hit)

If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

Blick sum’ (Yeah)

Blick sum’ (Brrr-ah)

Hit some (Ooh)

If you love me

[Verse 1]

That gangster sh*t, it turn me on (It do)

That .22 ain’t gon’ do, that 90 get me out my thong, ah

Don’t get me wrong, I’m gangster b**ch (Uh)

But I tell baе, “Go get the switch,” you know he pull up spankin’ sh*t

Blick sum if you lovе me (Nigga), hit some if you love me (Huh)

Better not put nobody but your opps above me

Passy princess when we slide through, know them niggas ain’t on nothin’

Super thick, you know I’m sittin’ pretty when that sh*t get ugly (Mwah)

Put it in my purse (Purse), he know I shoot first (Boop)

He know who to call, make niggas fall like Life Alert

Come out clean when I do dirt, my shirt got nothing but chains on it

Miss me with that bull before I have ’em put some wings on you (Brrr)

[Pre-Chorus]

Step for me (Step)

Throw up your set for me (Throw up your set, uh)

Get in the field, go get that check for me (Get that check)

That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (Sex)

[Chorus]

Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)

Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)

Hit some (Hit)

If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)

(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)

Hit some (Hit)

If you love me (Boop, boop, boop)

[Verse 2]

I love a drummer boy, ba-rumpa rump bum (Bum)

Like-like come here, daddy, let me fix your loose screw

Buss for me like I buss for you

Ride for me like I ride on you (Okay)

Every whip BP, this door so heavy, like my ass

He don’t leave the house without the, uh, or his mask

Y’all should put y’all boyfriends out on Thursday, they be trash

Doorman got you thinking he a stepper, you so green

Makin’ that sh*t up, these niggas be so Maybelline (Uh)

Don’t get it confused though ’cause he’s gon’ still swing (Boop)

Damn, it might be the Clayton County in me

Damn, make it clap for you, now clap something for me

Brrr

[Pre-Chorus]

Step for me (Step)

Throw up your set for me (Throw up your set, uh)

Get in the field, go get that check for me (Get that check)

That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (Sex)

[Chorus]

Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)

Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)

Hit some (Hit)

If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)

(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)

(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)

Hit some (Ooh)

If you love me

[Outro]

With a gangsta

Yeah, I just fell in love with a gangsta (Motherf**king)

With a gangsta (Motherf**king)

Gold grills twisting up his fingers (Motherf**king)

Oh, okay, oh, okay

Yeah, yeah, oh, okay

Quiet down, b**ch, quiet down

Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna fight?

Okay

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