Video Blank Stares de Chuckyy 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Chuckyy - Blank Stares Lyrics

[Intro]
(Yes, Jayco)
(Dmur, you son of a bitch)

[Verse]
See, I got a Glock, you got a Glock, but I'm bumpin' my shit, you niggas be rookies
Hit L.A. and I pick up 'bows, only smoke top shelf, we ain't smokin' no Cookies
On a nigga block just like the mailman, sun up to sun down, shit get spooky (Shit spooky)
Know I got a big heart for the switches for real, they mix shit up like smoothies (Like smoothies)
Get your four year, she tryna do me
You can't fit in here, bro, it's a two-sweater
I ain't got on shit else but a wife beater
Same niggas don't like me be sight seein' (The windows covered)
She crazy, I think she a Pisces
He a cheerleader, brodie his hype man
Niggas scared of us just like the white van
Niggas diss, then we send 'em on flight then
ARP got a trigger and sight in
Come to the hood, you gotta sign in (Sign in)
Everyone BD on my end (BD)
Except Fox and them, but them my kin (Brr)
In the 'Raq, cops thirsty, mic in
We scratch off, leave them in light winds (Hmm)
Let's play ball, I don't know how to type, yeah
Just gotta be pretty, I ain't got no type, yeah
I love bloodshed, it's amazin'
Ain't nobody sent shots, no bullets grazed me
Trackhawk'll probably fuck up the baby sleep
We been flippin' niggas' blocks from A to Z
Me and my glizzy got ADHD
Fuck a bitch one time, then play sleep
None of my niggas broke, we straight, B
Brand-new Glock got a flash, say cheese
I be tryna see why they hate me
But I drive fast cars and fuck they ladies (Vroom)
Brand-new Glock with a box on the back, caught an opp same mornin', turned his ass to gravy
You don't like that I'm winnin', you hatin'
Glad the fuck-ass nigga betrayed it (Betrayed it)
This four-nick' leave shit bagel (Bagel)
Police come, on Fred, we skate 'em (Skrrt)
She say I'm skinny, I'll break her
Fuck the law, the rules, we break 'em
Growin' up, I ain't listen to nobody, ain't had no guidance, the rules, we made 'em
I just gave my bro some 'bows, he got 'em off quick like he was skatin'
Made niggas deep shovelin' through them 'bows
That switch made niggas walk just like bitches
Can't ride in your car, it ain't tinted
Real-deal face, niggas want me to die, but I be outside, so, nigga, come kill me
And I be dolo, I'll show you the real me
Get off so quick, you would think it was ten of me
Ridin' in strikers, this shit ain't legitimate (Skrrt, skrrt)
Might as well talk like I told 'em to sell the crib
Want me to fall off the top, but I'm still here
Bullshit, yeah, now I see that crystal clear
Boy, your vision equivalent to reindeer's
I don't got a Glock, you get hanged here
I'm a top savage, I don't go through pain, yeah
Glock 23, Chief Keef, bang, yeah
I'm on an opp block, I left stains there (Stains there)
'Fore I popped him, I left blank stares (Bah, bah, bah, bah)