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Versuri yuke & jaydes – ick lyrics

[Verse 1: yuke]
(Baby Beel)
That bitch on my dick, she give me the ick (Bleh)
Pop out in some shit, niggas lookin’, like, „Oh shit”
Your bitch tellin’ fibs, on y’all stories like y’all lit (Y’all not lit)
Niggas livin’ for the ‘Gram, I could end your life quick
Had to lock in ‘cause these niggas be on dick
Swear I had to lock in, had to get back on my shit
And they knowin’ that I’m popping, they see it in my posts
And they knowin’ that I’m popping, they see it in my flicks
Finesse, he think that he my twin, I’ma backdoor him (Finesse him)
Hoppin’ in that ride, the ooter in the whip
And I won’t back down, I’m not sorry for what I did (Fuck what you said)
Pop out in a black truck just to cop a whip (Skrrt)
You know lil’ Yuke, that’s a all-black jit (That’s a all-black jit)
All-black fit with a all-black mask
All-black fit with a all-black hat
If you push up on me, nigga, move and your ass flat (Make that nigga flat)
Leave a nigga flat, nigga, no Flat Stanley
I’m up in the trap, nigga, keep a tool handy (Keep a tool handy)
I’m up in the trap, nigga, keep it likе a handyman
I’m with your bitch and she calling me the Candyman
I’m up in thе trap toting shit like a mechanic (Like a mechanic)
I’m up in the trap, swerving shit like a mechanic (Swerving like mechanic)
Duckin’ 12, and I’m duckin’ bitches ‘cause they fanning (Bitches ‘cause they fanning)
Hop out with lil’ Yen and we got the block dancing (Whole block dancing)
Hop out with my stan and we make the block panic (Make that block panic)
I don’t give a fuck, nigga totin’ on some damn shit
Make yo’ fuckin’ car flip (Make the whole car flip)
My shit push to start, bitch, yo’ shit won’t work, ho
In that left lane cutting up, these niggas so slow (Niggas so slow)
All them boys ain’t think I’ll do one-twenty, bitch, I’m so gone

[Verse 2: jaydes]
(You have no heart)
(You have no—)
(Phew, phew)
Bitch, if you do me bad, ho, I’ma do you worse
We’re outside, nigga, stand on that
We gon’ put you in the dirt
My Glock in the bag if you wanna see me skrrt, skrrt off
To all these hoes that I did wrong (Did wrong)
Bet, I would do that shit again
We were on the phone for so long
Really let it get to your head
I don’t love you, I just lust you
When I’m in that foreign car, you in the dust, boo
I just fucked you, then it’s, „Fuck you”
I’m a rockstar, I’ma duck you
To all these hoes that I did wrong
Bet, I would do that shit again
We were on the phone for so long
Really let me get to your head
To all these hoes that I did wrong

[Outro: jaydes]
Bet, I would do that shit again
Bet, I would do that shit again
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