Latto – Blick Sum Lyrics

Album on Sugar Honey Iced Tea

Track 3 on Sugar Honey Iced Tea

Blick Sum Lyrics
[Intro]
I don’t trust no man without no blicky
‘Cause when shit get sticky, where the fuck that blicky at?
Why ya got no blicky, boy?

[Pre-Chorus]
Step for me
Throw up your set for me
Get in the field, go get that check for me
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me

[Chorus]
Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)
Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)
Hit some (Hit)
If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Blick sum’ (Yeah)
Blick sum’ (Brrr-ah)
Hit some (Ooh)
If you love me

[Verse 1]
That gangster shit, it turn me on (It do)
That .22 ain’t gon’ do, that 90 get me out my thong, ah
Don’t get me wrong, I’m gangster bitch (Uh)
But I tell baе, “Go get the switch,” you know he pull up spankin’ shit
Blick sum if you lovе me (Nigga), hit some if you love me (Huh)
Better not put nobody but your opps above me
Passy princess when we slide through, know them niggas ain’t on nothin’
Super thick, you know I’m sittin’ pretty when that shit get ugly (Mwah)
Put it in my purse (Purse), he know I shoot first (Boop)
He know who to call, make niggas fall like Life Alert
Come out clean when I do dirt, my shirt got nothing but chains on it
Miss me with that bull before I have ’em put some wings on you (Brrr)
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[Pre-Chorus]
Step for me (Step)
Throw up your set for me (Throw up your set, uh)
Get in the field, go get that check for me (Get that check)
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (Sex)

[Chorus]
Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)
Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)
Hit some (Hit)
If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)
(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)
Hit some (Hit)
If you love me (Boop, boop, boop)

[Verse 2]
I love a drummer boy, ba-rumpa rump bum (Bum)
Like-like come here, daddy, let me fix your loose screw
Buss for me like I buss for you
Ride for me like I ride on you (Okay)
Every whip BP, this door so heavy, like my ass
He don’t leave the house without the, uh, or his mask
Y’all should put y’all boyfriends out on Thursday, they be trash
Doorman got you thinking he a stepper, you so green
Makin’ that shit up, these niggas be so Maybelline (Uh)
Don’t get it confused though ’cause he’s gon’ still swing (Boop)
Damn, it might be the Clayton County in me
Damn, make it clap for you, now clap something for me
Brrr

[Pre-Chorus]
Step for me (Step)
Throw up your set for me (Throw up your set, uh)
Get in the field, go get that check for me (Get that check)
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (Sex)

[Chorus]
Blick sum’ (Blick, boop)
Blick sum’ (Blick, pew)
Hit some (Hit)
If you love me (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)
(Huh?) Blick sum’ (Blick, ha)
Hit some (Ooh)
If you love me

[Outro]
With a gangsta
Yeah, I just fell in love with a gangsta (Motherfucking)
With a gangsta (Motherfucking)
Gold grills twisting up his fingers (Motherfucking)
Oh, okay, oh, okay
Yeah, yeah, oh, okay
Quiet down, bitch, quiet down
Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna fight?
Okay