Lick lyrics

[Intro]
DaCokePitcha

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm gettin' rich‚ it all started with a lick (Ayy)
Junkie 'round the trap‚ it all started with a brick (Yeah)
n*gga 'bouta duck‚ it's a hundred in the stick (Ayy)
Everybody get the f*ck down, ayy
Hundred in the stick, and the b*tch‚ it got kick (Ayy)
Turn him to a ghost, now it's like he don't exist
Slap him with the pistol, he was screamin' like a b*tch (Ayy)
n*gga shut yo b*tch ass up (Ayy‚ ayy, yeah)

[Verse]
I'm the type of n*gga that'll punch you in your sh*t (That'll punch you in your sh*t)
I'm the type of n*gga that'll run off with your sh*t (That'll run off with your sh*t)
I'm the type of n*gga, never leave without my trip (Ayy)
I'm the type of n*gga that put money on a b*tch (Yeah)
Ayy, ayy, how you think I done got rich? (Ayy)
Hop up out the plane and then I pilot that good sh*t
If you plottin' on Lil Wopster, then you plottin' to get bleed (Ayy)
Got that AK-47, when I shoot it, it don't miss (Pew-pew-pew, ugh)
Damn, dance, rags (Rags)
Sent your b*tch the bills and she brought him to the trap (Ayy, trap)
And I'm sippin' on that Wockhardt 'cause ain't no more Act' ('Cause ain't no more Act')
I feel like a zombie when I'm rollin' out these flats
[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm gettin' rich, it all started with a lick (Started with a lick)
Junkie 'round the trap, it all started with a brick (It all started with a brick, ayy)
n*gga 'bouta duck, it's a hundred in the stick (It's a hundred, ayy)
Everybody get the f*ck down, ayy (Ugh)
Hundred in the stick, and the b*tch, it got kick (b*tch, it got kick, ayy)
Turn him to a ghost, now it's like he don't exist (Now it's like he don't exist, yeah)
Slap him with the pistol, he was screamin' like a b*tch (He was screaming like a b*tch, ayy)
n*gga shut yo b*tch ass up (Ayy, ayy, yeah, pus*y)