Pop him like a pill hit his head like a benadryl

TP Staccks x Scottie2Hottie - EBS

JayGelato- Touch

Outside Sha Ek

Da General (OUT ON ALL PLATS!)

LYRICS ~
Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

I pop out like a sim just glitchin
Rainbow on my wrist, got the lens uh twitchin'
She want my head, not love, ok Lincoln
I clip hoes quicker than temu extensions

I don't wife, I just Wi-Fi bitches
Download the vibe, then deny the bitches
My heart on freeze, that's cryo digits
Still got the stick like a blind man's vision

This generation is cooked everyone tryna fuck
Just wanna friend I could call outta luck
Told my heart, "don't trip," but it still uma bucked
Now pockets fatter than that hoe on the Lyft truck

Talkin' outta pocket, that's a penalty 
Got a chain but rented thee identity
All fake friends, I need some clemency 
In my own world hit the j Infinity

Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

Okay, I don't even talk, I just blink and they feel me
My shoes untied but they still wanna kneel me
She ask if I'm high, i asked can you even see clearly
I put my heart in the vault, now it's real eerie

You got that demon head, halo kinda cracked
You the pill and the poison, and I tryna take you back
Like a junkie at the altar, tryna make a slutty pact
You my karma, my dealer, nigga what's that Zodiac

Dicks up? That's a war cry, not a come on
Turn a red flag into a tampon, run on
I don't fuck with peace, I want blood in my futon
Bricked up, click tucked, tell 'em get the fuck on

Still eatin' ramen out a $3K bowl
Still gettin' looks with heart that's cold
Still sayin' "fuck you" mid-stroke, bold
And still make a mess with my name pissy gold

Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

Dicks up ,put yo dicks up 
Finger on the trigga, while we bricked up 
Middle finga in the air , we know what’s up 
Don’t be draggin it , no room for hiccup

d!cks uP

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