Halfmari - Blixx in my lap
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{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, tryna get to the cheese, so i'm beefin with these rats
And this bitch, she think she hot, but she mild like a black
{verse 1}
You in the stu, you stealin my flow
I'm in your house, i'm stealin your hoe
She like, mari, what are those
Guns, bands, expensive clothes
Oh, yo bitch gon' do the most
Fell in love with oxycodone
All my niggas keep a pole
I'm with nashe, that's my fuckin' bro
Lick, lick, lick, she finna lick on me
She finna suck on the dick, then do a lil split
Said, boy, put them kids on me
I get that money so easily
Like, bitch, my fit, got a whole flight risk
She said, put all my nut on her lid
Oh, you know i'm a freak, i did
Internet hoe, internet gangster, internet pole
I tell you, shorty, to pull up on me, i'm ready to fill up her hole
I'm not a kid, but i call that bih, mami, she be ready to propose, uh
I can't park in love, i ain't rosa, i just make money like a posed to
I just ball on a nigga, poster
Boy, you a setback, is you ready to go
I love you, baby, so please do not get mad
But i want to fuck on that hoe
I'm with kai, mr. loads, i get fly, your girl get low
She get right or she get sauced up, in my designer clothes
{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
{verse 2}
Yeah, i got these blicks in my lap, you stupid
No, you not touchin me, nigga, you foolish
Yeah, the bitch, she think she mine, she lied
I let her go, she clueless
Spit it out, my nigga, you know i do this
Say you got money, my nigga, then prove it
Say you got hits nigga, you not included
Huh, yeah, i got these blicks in my lap
You on the bench, nigga, look at your stats
All of my niggas been smokin' that pack
Chop off your shoes, then we make you do laps
You sayin' these niggas is runnin' that trap
You sayin' you rich, we know that's cap
I'm ridin' round with mari and cat
Feel like i'm carti, i be with my slatts
Come to my crib, and i'm breakin' her back
She on my dick, and she droppin' that spit
Scorpion, nigga, like mortal kombat
All of my niggas, we come with that gat
All of my niggas, we come with that sprat
All of my niggas, we ridin' the scat
Can't fuck with that bitch, that bitch in the past
{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, tryna get to the cheese, so i'm beefin with these rats
And this bitch, she think she hot, but she mild like a black
{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, tryna get to the cheese, so i'm beefin with these rats
And this bitch, she think she hot, but she mild like a black
{verse 1}
You in the stu, you stealin my flow
I'm in your house, i'm stealin your hoe
She like, mari, what are those
Guns, bands, expensive clothes
Oh, yo bitch gon' do the most
Fell in love with oxycodone
All my niggas keep a pole
I'm with nashe, that's my fuckin' bro
Lick, lick, lick, she finna lick on me
She finna suck on the dick, then do a lil split
Said, boy, put them kids on me
I get that money so easily
Like, bitch, my fit, got a whole flight risk
She said, put all my nut on her lid
Oh, you know i'm a freak, i did
Internet hoe, internet gangster, internet pole
I tell you, shorty, to pull up on me, i'm ready to fill up her hole
I'm not a kid, but i call that bih, mami, she be ready to propose, uh
I can't park in love, i ain't rosa, i just make money like a posed to
I just ball on a nigga, poster
Boy, you a setback, is you ready to go
I love you, baby, so please do not get mad
But i want to fuck on that hoe
I'm with kai, mr. loads, i get fly, your girl get low
She get right or she get sauced up, in my designer clothes
{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
{verse 2}
Yeah, i got these blicks in my lap, you stupid
No, you not touchin me, nigga, you foolish
Yeah, the bitch, she think she mine, she lied
I let her go, she clueless
Spit it out, my nigga, you know i do this
Say you got money, my nigga, then prove it
Say you got hits nigga, you not included
Huh, yeah, i got these blicks in my lap
You on the bench, nigga, look at your stats
All of my niggas been smokin' that pack
Chop off your shoes, then we make you do laps
You sayin' these niggas is runnin' that trap
You sayin' you rich, we know that's cap
I'm ridin' round with mari and cat
Feel like i'm carti, i be with my slatts
Come to my crib, and i'm breakin' her back
She on my dick, and she droppin' that spit
Scorpion, nigga, like mortal kombat
All of my niggas, we come with that gat
All of my niggas, we come with that sprat
All of my niggas, we ridin' the scat
Can't fuck with that bitch, that bitch in the past
{chorus}
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, bitch, i'm tryna fuck, i ain't bring you here to chat
I'm gettin head, goin' 95, with blickies in my lap
I be creepin' in the nighttime, nigga, who is that
Posted up, in some all black
Yeah, tryna get to the cheese, so i'm beefin with these rats
And this bitch, she think she hot, but she mild like a black
