The HeadChoppers - Cyka Blyat Lyrics

Cyka Blyat on the block you finna get shot, what, what, Cyka Blyat, what
Cyka Blyat on our block you finna get shot
Cyka Blyat on the block you finna get shot
Cyla Blyat on the block you finna get shot (Uh uh)
Cyka Blyat, Cyka Blyat, Cyka Blyat (Uh)

Don't keep track of time, don't carry a clock
But to keep track of you, I'll carry a Glock
I'll bust you down, you Thotiana
Go get me a crayon, I'm chiefing that fauna
Go get me a Faygo, I f*ck with the fanta
I got the bag on me, I am Santa
Biscuits and crumpets, I'm 21 Savage
I'm racking the crumbles, go grab me a backwood
Uh, Uh, Cyka Blyat, Uh

Cyka in kombucha
On yo' block, I'm gonna shoot ya
Call of duty, ball-like LeBron
And I'm going out with a bomb
Fat boy is on the job
Hiroshima coming in hot
I'm off it, I'm in it
I'm winning, I'm sinning
I'm missing the feelings
I'm stealing your flow
I'm like Cardi, I'm hardly a stripper no more (Cardi!)
Busting down the door
Finna get shot, finna get rocked
Hating us now but we on top
These hits we drop
The clout we cop can never be stopped
Ay, HeadChoppers can never be stopped
Yuh, we rocking the game like Iraq, yuh
Homies be walking but I-Ran
People are talking, I can't stand
So I'm taking a seat after slaying the beat
Can't stop moving my feet, yuh

Cyka Blyat on the block you finna get shot, uh

Cyka Blyat got you on my red dot,
And that's on my mama and that's on God
Hop on the track, not talking JB
I'm the next thing hot on the block
Animated with the flow
Like I'm filming in mo-cap
No cap, cold so I got on a snowcap
Oh snap, I just stole yo hoe (Snap)
Goddamn
(Andy's Circus ain't got shit on me)
If you f*ck with me then prepare for defeat
Get yo ass beat on the beat, bitch

Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat
Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat
Cyka Blyat on the block you finna get shot (Uh uh)
Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat Cyka Blyat (Uh)