Another Lick
I gave these streets my all
But it ain't ever nothing back
Main objective was to ball
Hittin the field like a running back
Flipping packs always inna trap
Makin racks all the fuckin time
This street shit made me shine
But I'm steady up on my grind
So many strips youll just think ima crip
Red bottom stepping while passin on lics
Might rob a tmobile or sell me a brick
Been in the field you silly lil kids!
Racing to checks and counting these hunnits
This rocket is on meh no burdman I'm stunnin
Been ridin wit mask that's before the corona
3 zanz ima demon 200 da demon...
The Cops try to stop me I'm fleeing the sceenuh
Im ridin wit nina and that an't a bitch
Just counted 10 that was off a one lick
15 Months in county I did my lil bid
But I'm back on my shit
And I'm thumbin thru hunnits the Choppa hold hunnits
I'm out chasing money
I'm getting the bag and swervin the jag
Been in the field I just caught my own pass
Riding wit glocks that's before they went ghost
Empty the 30 then I'm goin ghost
Casper the whip all white like a brick
Try and test me you kno I'm wit the shits
Moet what I sip just threw wock in daht bitch
Flying the boats all my pills is legit
Shoutout to SAS on that play we just did
Interstate flying got phones in the whip
Fuckin twins that's a family feud
Still wit the shits don't get shit confused
But I jumped in the water ain't kno how to swim
Came out a shark counting all my ins
Swervin the mazi while doin my hobbys
Ain't talking jobbyz I'm out steady robbin
I'm lurkin in traffic nobody want static
Blue strip grippin ima fiend for the cash
Ain't gone stop no breaks all gas
Swervin thru traffic I ain't gone crash
Gettin cheese that's velveeta
Glock wit a lemon squeeza
I'm crackin yo melon don't care ima felon
Niggas get trippin I send em to heaven
Lou kang in the field I'm kickin down wateva
Do almost anything for the cheddar
Smoking gelato cloud 9 that's where I go
Snow is so good some compare it to pablos
Coolin in Burberry I'm out servin errbody
Toes on the flor I ain't ever gone fold
Dodging these cases and getting these faces
Real nigga rite here won't find a replacement
Interstate flyin up north for the weight and
Hit a few lics jst to cash out impatient
Cops get behind of my nascar I'm racing
Drive the coupe mad wit buddah getin paper
Risking our daily's just to get the gravy
Poe' a 8 in Alhambra neva lazy
Keep the iron on the gridiron neva slackin on my mackin
Cuz I'm pistol packin all these niggas trippin
They get smacked up
Needa Just back up
But it ain't ever nothing back
Main objective was to ball
Hittin the field like a running back
Flipping packs always inna trap
Makin racks all the fuckin time
This street shit made me shine
But I'm steady up on my grind
So many strips youll just think ima crip
Red bottom stepping while passin on lics
Might rob a tmobile or sell me a brick
Been in the field you silly lil kids!
Racing to checks and counting these hunnits
This rocket is on meh no burdman I'm stunnin
Been ridin wit mask that's before the corona
3 zanz ima demon 200 da demon...
The Cops try to stop me I'm fleeing the sceenuh
Im ridin wit nina and that an't a bitch
Just counted 10 that was off a one lick
15 Months in county I did my lil bid
But I'm back on my shit
And I'm thumbin thru hunnits the Choppa hold hunnits
I'm out chasing money
I'm getting the bag and swervin the jag
Been in the field I just caught my own pass
Riding wit glocks that's before they went ghost
Empty the 30 then I'm goin ghost
Casper the whip all white like a brick
Try and test me you kno I'm wit the shits
Moet what I sip just threw wock in daht bitch
Flying the boats all my pills is legit
Shoutout to SAS on that play we just did
Interstate flying got phones in the whip
Fuckin twins that's a family feud
Still wit the shits don't get shit confused
But I jumped in the water ain't kno how to swim
Came out a shark counting all my ins
Swervin the mazi while doin my hobbys
Ain't talking jobbyz I'm out steady robbin
I'm lurkin in traffic nobody want static
Blue strip grippin ima fiend for the cash
Ain't gone stop no breaks all gas
Swervin thru traffic I ain't gone crash
Gettin cheese that's velveeta
Glock wit a lemon squeeza
I'm crackin yo melon don't care ima felon
Niggas get trippin I send em to heaven
Lou kang in the field I'm kickin down wateva
Do almost anything for the cheddar
Smoking gelato cloud 9 that's where I go
Snow is so good some compare it to pablos
Coolin in Burberry I'm out servin errbody
Toes on the flor I ain't ever gone fold
Dodging these cases and getting these faces
Real nigga rite here won't find a replacement
Interstate flyin up north for the weight and
Hit a few lics jst to cash out impatient
Cops get behind of my nascar I'm racing
Drive the coupe mad wit buddah getin paper
Risking our daily's just to get the gravy
Poe' a 8 in Alhambra neva lazy
Keep the iron on the gridiron neva slackin on my mackin
Cuz I'm pistol packin all these niggas trippin
They get smacked up
Needa Just back up
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Writer(s): Omar Vasquez
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