She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
He said he want smoke
He want smoke
Give that boy a runny nose
Stand on tens like counting toes
He gon fall like dominoes
He think he savage
Nothing but average
Ice on my neck, I'mma melt off his fashion
Fly like Aladdin
You know what's happenin'
Glock on my waist, when he run, then I'm blasting
His bitch is Catholic
I'm finna tap it
She on her knees like the crucifix laughing
Money I'm stacking
Bloody he bracking
He left alone in the street, caught him lacking
I don't have beef, only popping on wars
If he toting a Glock, better know what it's for
I'mma leave that boy dripping like sweat from his pores
And when he wanna fight leave him right on the floor
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
Lizard Boii - Icky! Lyrics
Lizard Boii - Icky! Lyrics
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She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
He said he want smoke
He want smoke
Give that boy a runny nose
Stand on tens like counting toes
He gon fall like dominoes
He think he savage
Nothing but average
Ice on my neck, I'mma melt off his fashion
Fly like Aladdin
You know what's happenin'
Glock on my waist, when he run, then I'm blasting
His bitch is Catholic
I'm finna tap it
She on her knees like the crucifix laughing
Money I'm stacking
Bloody he bracking
He left alone in the street, caught him lacking
I don't have beef, only popping on wars
If he toting a Glock, better know what it's for
I'mma leave that boy dripping like sweat from his pores
And when he wanna fight leave him right on the floor
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
He said he want smoke
He want smoke
Give that boy a runny nose
Stand on tens like counting toes
He gon fall like dominoes
He think he savage
Nothing but average
Ice on my neck, I'mma melt off his fashion
Fly like Aladdin
You know what's happenin'
Glock on my waist, when he run, then I'm blasting
His bitch is Catholic
I'm finna tap it
She on her knees like the crucifix laughing
Money I'm stacking
Bloody he bracking
He left alone in the street, caught him lacking
I don't have beef, only popping on wars
If he toting a Glock, better know what it's for
I'mma leave that boy dripping like sweat from his pores
And when he wanna fight leave him right on the floor
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
She gon swallow sticky, Icky, Vicky
Boy a rat, he look like Mickey
Hit a lickey, tote my blickey
You gon die like my name Trippie
I'm too hot you'll never fix me
You got twenties, I got sixties
Blue on me like my name Nipsey, f*ck your bitch she acting tipsy
Writer: Grayson LaBar
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid