Andrew tate ft. Blicc Lyrics

Come on, come on Yeah, hockey mask just like I'm Jason

Know I keep a glizzy tuck can't say no words, step back, I'm sprayin

lil bruh ah, keep tryin' to play his act, gon' die for all that playin

Know I keep one in the head, if you my opp, better start prayin

Dogged down your street in Jeep, Nike ski, can't see my face

Late night on the drill, got gloves to mask, no, I can't leave no trace

He was oh-so-hard inside the street when the jail turned to a plate

We put bullets in his head, we left him bald like Andrew Tate

Grew up broke inside the trenches, all a nigga knew was Take

He was servin' in the school, gave me zot, that shit was fake

Took em, ain't had no fye, that shit was cake

That bitch was fine, she slimed him out, he ain't even know that bitch a snake

Bitch, ah boy done bit the bait

rat ah nigga, done beat the cheese to , cut some time

If he with me, then he ain't scared to pop, hit fye

Nigga talkin' bout, they spinnin' through that creek, nobody slide

I know if we load up fye, hop in that ride, somebody die

Trey jus hit my phone, he say, big bro, I think that it's my that time

Hell nah, he can't be my bro, I can tell he ain't my kind

I told lil' bruh, get the glocks and grab the box an , call the slimes

Hell nah, I ain't tryna box, hit the box and watch it

Yeah, brrrd hockey mask jus like I'm Jason

Know I keep a glizzy, so I can't say no words, step back, I'm sprayin

Lil' bruh, ah keep tryna play his ass, gon' die for all that playin

Know I keep one in the head, if you my opp, better start prayin