Icky
๐ต 1433 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:10 duration
๐ ID: 28650924
๐ Lyrics
(Do we get some medals?)
Paper, yeah, I love it
Guappin', out in public
Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
(Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
Paper, yeah, I love it
Guappin', out in public
Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
I don't start my day off with a blunt
Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
Need a Molly Queen, need a 'Rari
Fuck the fucking scene, and fuck Bari
Got a Pepsi with a pressie, sorry
Sike! I'm never sorry, bitch, adore me!
If you overdose on my shit, I ain't really sorry
Shit get icky out here, you know, that's the truth
Me and Octi makin' hits when we in the booth
I don't got time to talk, bitch, we steady making moves
I don't got time to talk, I got money on my mind
I'm counting up hundreds, bitch, you counting dimes
I'm counting to a million, bitch, you counting pennies
Broke-ass-bitch at the store using Pennies
They used to hate on me 'cause they didn't understand me
I'm tryna get rich, I don't care about a Grammy
And if I win that shit, I'll still sell pressed Xan's
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I just want the bands
I don't start my day off with a blunt
Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
Paper, yeah, I love it
Guappin', out in public
Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
(Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
Paper, yeah, I love it
Guappin', out in public
Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
I don't start my day off with a blunt
Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
Need a Molly Queen, need a 'Rari
Fuck the fucking scene, and fuck Bari
Got a Pepsi with a pressie, sorry
Sike! I'm never sorry, bitch, adore me!
If you overdose on my shit, I ain't really sorry
Shit get icky out here, you know, that's the truth
Me and Octi makin' hits when we in the booth
I don't got time to talk, bitch, we steady making moves
I don't got time to talk, I got money on my mind
I'm counting up hundreds, bitch, you counting dimes
I'm counting to a million, bitch, you counting pennies
Broke-ass-bitch at the store using Pennies
They used to hate on me 'cause they didn't understand me
I'm tryna get rich, I don't care about a Grammy
And if I win that shit, I'll still sell pressed Xan's
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I just want the bands
I don't start my day off with a blunt
Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.07] (Do we get some medals?)
[00:01.31] Paper, yeah, I love it
[00:04.46] Guappin', out in public
[00:07.38] Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
[00:09.99] Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
[00:12.21]
[00:31.97] (Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
[00:34.30] Paper, yeah, I love it
[00:37.23] Guappin', out in public
[00:40.21] Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
[00:43.31] Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
[00:46.28] I don't start my day off with a blunt
[00:48.80] Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
[00:51.95] Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
[00:54.65] Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
[00:57.35] Need a Molly Queen, need a 'Rari
[01:01.35] Fuck the fucking scene, and fuck Bari
[01:03.88] Got a Pepsi with a pressie, sorry
[01:06.92] Sike! I'm never sorry, bitch, adore me!
[01:09.82] If you overdose on my shit, I ain't really sorry
[01:13.23] Shit get icky out here, you know, that's the truth
[01:16.18] Me and Octi makin' hits when we in the booth
[01:19.13] I don't got time to talk, bitch, we steady making moves
[01:22.10] I don't got time to talk, I got money on my mind
[01:25.02] I'm counting up hundreds, bitch, you counting dimes
[01:28.03] I'm counting to a million, bitch, you counting pennies
[01:31.18] Broke-ass-bitch at the store using Pennies
[01:33.87] They used to hate on me 'cause they didn't understand me
[01:36.95] I'm tryna get rich, I don't care about a Grammy
[01:39.89] And if I win that shit, I'll still sell pressed Xan's
[01:43.03] I don't give a fuck, bitch, I just want the bands
[01:46.27] I don't start my day off with a blunt
[01:48.66] Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
[01:51.85] Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
[01:54.73] Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
[01:57.35]
[00:01.31] Paper, yeah, I love it
[00:04.46] Guappin', out in public
[00:07.38] Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
[00:09.99] Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
[00:12.21]
[00:31.97] (Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?)
[00:34.30] Paper, yeah, I love it
[00:37.23] Guappin', out in public
[00:40.21] Runnin' to the guap, you run from it
[00:43.31] Dumb B don't want zop's, get away from me!
[00:46.28] I don't start my day off with a blunt
[00:48.80] Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
[00:51.95] Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
[00:54.65] Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
[00:57.35] Need a Molly Queen, need a 'Rari
[01:01.35] Fuck the fucking scene, and fuck Bari
[01:03.88] Got a Pepsi with a pressie, sorry
[01:06.92] Sike! I'm never sorry, bitch, adore me!
[01:09.82] If you overdose on my shit, I ain't really sorry
[01:13.23] Shit get icky out here, you know, that's the truth
[01:16.18] Me and Octi makin' hits when we in the booth
[01:19.13] I don't got time to talk, bitch, we steady making moves
[01:22.10] I don't got time to talk, I got money on my mind
[01:25.02] I'm counting up hundreds, bitch, you counting dimes
[01:28.03] I'm counting to a million, bitch, you counting pennies
[01:31.18] Broke-ass-bitch at the store using Pennies
[01:33.87] They used to hate on me 'cause they didn't understand me
[01:36.95] I'm tryna get rich, I don't care about a Grammy
[01:39.89] And if I win that shit, I'll still sell pressed Xan's
[01:43.03] I don't give a fuck, bitch, I just want the bands
[01:46.27] I don't start my day off with a blunt
[01:48.66] Start my day off, pop a Vicky, make a stunt
[01:51.85] Love the Vicky, shit get icky, I don't front
[01:54.73] Bitch, I'm never picky, yeah, I'm like a-, I'ma grunt
[01:57.35]