Hit a Lick

Yeah, yeah
Don't be movin' all funny, don't be movin' all goofy
We won't need that over here
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, rah, yeah

Movin' too steep, we tryna get rich, yeah
Chat boy, I'm takin' your shit
Jiggin' finesse and you holdin' the brick
Talkin' that shit, we gon' make you a lick

Pop me your ex and I fuckin' your bitch
She on the phone while she suckin' my dick
Like what she had and I tell her to spit
Bustin' that up on a lip

You niggas in danger, pull up with choppers
Aim it at your mama, you don't want no problems
Six-shot revolver, envy a sober (yeah)
You don't really want the trouble

Why would you do it? You say, 'cause of karma
(Yeah) my niggas movin' with 'em bees
Alpha ten, picture in your dreams
Yeah, shoot back and then rip your spree

Chopper and Simmons, we holdin' 'em beans
Yeah, do whatever for the quiz
See you to the sky, why you need some wings?
Ain't talkin', I'm movin' when you hear them squeeze

Hands in your pockets 'cause we want the check
Better not move, put the guns in your neck
Burgin' that Gucci and Louis the Flex
Steady that, leagues like it was a test

Movin' too steep, we tryin' to get rich (yeah)
Chat boy, I'm takin' your shit
Jiggin' finesse and you holdin' the brick
Talkin' that shit, we gon' make you a lick

Pop me your ex and I fuckin' your bitch
She on the phone while she suckin' my dick (yeah, yeah)
Like what she had, and I tell her to spit (who?)
Bustin' that up on a lip (up on a lip)

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