Lick Me lyrics

[Intro]
(Indigo)
(Okay, Embasin)
Yeah, uh
I ain't no rat and I ain't no b*tch, you cannot lick me (Yeah)
Popstar sh*t, I rap and sing like I was on Disney (Yeah)
Uh, uh
It comin'

[Chorus]
Gotta hit the road, bankroll comin' wit' me
Last month, I was in the spot tryna touch a fifty
I'm in the trap spot, smokin' dope
Scales f*ckin' digi
b*tch we online, need a hotspot, come on f*ck wit' me
I got big racks, I ain't touch yet, they comin' digi
Holographic diamond ring, this sh*t is dancing, got you dizzy
Popstar life, I rap and sing like a young n*gga was on Disney
But I ain't no rat and I ain't no b*tch, lil' n*gga, nah you cannot lick me

[Verse]
I'm a real deal rap n*gga deep in the streets
And I know these f*ck n*ggas tryna get me
Can't let this f*cked up system get me
I f*cked this lil' vamp b*tch and she bit me
Almost lost my main b*tch to some bullsh*t
Preachin' to these young n*ggas like the Pulpit
Real big dog, somethin' like a pitbull
Young rich n*gga, I don't go for bullsh*t
If it's bout money, then we gettin' it
When they ask me, "What you doin?", I say "Gettin' rich"
Lil' b*tch, she sucked me dry just like licorice
Just like a boxing match, you know we hittin' sh*t (Uh)
Yeah, we punchin' and hittin', b*tch
Know what I mean, we gettin' these digits, b*tch
My boy drinkin' lean, he sleep off [?]
If I hit the scene, I know I'll get in it, b*tch
And I'm smart, but money not ignorance (Okay)
Rick Owens shoes, yeah, you know we in them sh*ts
I swear this one b*tch treat me so good, n*gga (Okay)
I might f*ck around and nut in this b*tch (Okay)
Nah, my n*gga, I'm cappin' (Cap)
I'm on this b*tch slidin', yes, I'm rappin' (Yeah)
Came a long way from juggin' and trappin' (Yeah)
Okay b*tch, we still juggin' and we trappin'
Long story short, you can say we active (Active)
Put that f*ck n*gga out, yes, we mapped him
On the south side, this sh*t get Jurassic (Yeah)
On the east side, lil' n*gga, what's happenin'?
On the east side, my n*gga, what's happenin'?
Playin' both sides, I bet you get whacked, n*gga
You better not be broke, go and get some racks, n*gga
When I hit my main ho, she on her back, n*gga
When I hit my side b*tch, hit from the side, n*gga
Oh, she the backend, hit from the back end
I only know one thing, let's get these racks in
My boy ate a perc' pill, just like he Pac-Man
I'm drippin' all black, just like I'm Batman
Yes, I'm the same young n*gga from back then
Touched down in LA, f*ck it, ship them packs here
Then blew what you made, real quick at Saks Fifth
[Chorus]
Gotta hit the road, bankroll comin' wit' me
Last month, I was in the spot tryna touch a fifty
I'm in the trap spot, smokin' dope
Scales f*ckin' digi
b*tch we online, need a hotspot, come on f*ck wit' me
I got big racks, I ain't touch yet, they comin' digi
Holographic diamond ring, this sh*t is dancing, got you dizzy
Popstar life, I rap and sing like a young n*gga was on Disney
But I ain't no rat and I ain't no b*tch, lil' n*gga, nah you cannot lick me

[Outro]
Hell nah, n*gga
They cannot lick me