Issue No 140 My Issue Lyrics


My Issue by Issue No. 140

(Hook)
My click's so official
My niggas bust pistols
They bang-bang, won't miss you
Your niggas won't miss you
Yo' chick want my dick in
Her chick want my dick too
Her chick want my dick too
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
This life's so official

(Verse)
It's that red stuff in that envelope
Real shit what they know me fo'
Yo' chick on my dick and she wound me up all night
It depends on how low she go
It's all love, cause I'mma shine regardless
My niggas go soft, cause I grind the hardest
Tryna get by, I will always stay fly
Til the day the fuck boys outline my carcass
X to dial up on excessive product
Vendage(?), Avency, Belenciaga
And niggas trick quick cause bitches trip to this lick
And leave lipstick on my neck and collar
Oh, you fresh, nigga? I'm a sex symbol
That's why your chick on my testicles
She's the love of your life, I'mma fuck her tonight
To me she ain't nothin' but a next nympho
My heart bowye, with a cold heart
He that block boyo that knock you hard
Got a long gun with a short fuse
Don't start none, cause this ghost sparklin'
And I put that down my momma
I put that on my block
And I solemnly swear that as long as I'm here
I'll give it all that I've got because

(Hook)
My click's so official
My niggas bust pistols
They bang-bang, won't miss you
Your niggas won't miss you
Yo' chick want my dick in
Her chick want my dick too
Her chick want my dick too
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
This life's so official

(Verse)
Oh, what a feelin', what a wonderful feelin'!
The money's on the table and the room's full of niggas,
But ain't nothin' fun stealin'
I'm livin' lovely, just diggin' comfy
These bitches love me, they kiss and hug me
Waiting for the day that they get to fuck me
Anybody tell their friends "that nigga fuck me"
Then I eye blast, bitch, you know
New mail, broke Julio (?)
You in the loop, then get in my Coup
And show me how low you go
See, niggas floodin' my phone
Like, Blicky, what you working, bitch?
I ain't sellin' no stones, nigga.
All I got is this perfect shit
I'm worth about two bricks
You worth about two hags
If you a real nigga, then answer me this
Why the fuck you still wearing blue bags(?)
My Jayz real and my shades real
My ice real, my life real
I'm nice with my ice pick
Nigga, fuck you with your ice real

(Hook)
My click's so official
My niggas bust pistols
They bang-bang, won't miss you
Your niggas won't miss you
Yo' chick want my dick in
Her chick want my dick too
Her chick want my dick too
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
I'm fly, that's my issue
This life's so official

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