To Rate★ Intro ★
Austin on the track
Hello?
Yeah... Oh. Shit yeah I'm fucking with that!
Mane he ❲?❳ us then (gang gang)
Man (❲?❳ on go nigga) I’m 'bout to go holla a ❲?❳ and grab the sticks, real shit bitch
You bett- I'ma fuck over you if you play with me (Mafia), bitch
★ Chorus ★
My lil bitch put me on a crucial lick (A crucial lick)
She say the nigga flock and that he got them bricks (He got the bricks)
So I sent my shooters to go hit the lick (Go hit the lick)
They came back with it then we split the shit, yeah
And now we ridin’ around juggin' with them hammers in them foreigns
Smoking all them pounds and all them double cups we pouring nigga (pouring nigga)
Yeah
Slip up bitch you gon' be a lick (Gon' be a lick)
Come try to get it back, that choppa a leave you zipped
★ Verse 1 ★
Put me on a crucial lick
She say the nigga flock and that he got them bricks
Fuck it, that's the lick I'm hittin' (That's the lick I’m hittin’)
'Cause I wanna see if the shit legit (It better be legit)
I told my shooter get the cutter, load it up ’till it can't take no more ('till it can't take no more)
This hoe ever play games, this hoe gotta go (We killin’ hoe)
We gon' let it blow (We gon' let it blow), and that's fo'sho (And that's fo'sho)
And trash bag that nigga, he get the ★ calico? ★ (The ★ calico? ★)
And I just hit a nigga, I ought to have a pound (I have a pound)
It ain't that much but that nigga shouldn't have been ❲?❳ (❲?❳)
That stick a make him shit, ain't gotta shoot a round (Ain't gotta shoot)
Come try to get it back and bitch it's going down (It's going down)
Nigga go put you up over yo shit (Over yo shit)
Yeah (Bitch)
'Cause you be on that hoe shit, yeah (On that hoe shit, bitch)
Steady ridin' more dick, yeah (You be ridin' niggas' dick)
Nigga you a hoe, bitch (Yeah)
★ Chorus ★
My lil bitch put me on a crucial lick (A crucial lick)
She say the nigga flock and that he got them bricks (He got the bricks)
So I sent my shooters to go hit the lick (Go hit the lick)
They came back with it then we split the shit, yeah
And now we ridin' around juggin' with them hammers in them foreigns
Smoking all them pounds and all them double cups we pouring nigga (pouring nigga)
Yeah
Slip up bitch you gon' be a lick (Gon' be a lick)
Come try to get it back, that choppa a leave you zipped
★ Verse 2 ★
I thought I hit a nigga ❲?❳ pound a gas (I thought I did)
I couldn't get off that shit 'cause it was really trash (Shiiiit)
But fuck it, that steel on that nigga ass (It's on his ❲?❳)
He ain't got the pound of gas
Ain't gettin' it back
Bitch I'm steady sippin' act
I hit a nigga in Miami ❲?❳ pack
Fuck him 'cause he really rat
Tell it like it is, shit it's how it happened
We met him at the ❲?❳, I told him, "Sell me something"
He pulled up with all his shit, but then he left with nothing (His scary ass)
And who the fuck is this calling me, say he yo cousin? (Fuck that nigga)
Go get whoever you want, nigga, I'm really thuggin'
I be ridin' fly, make me go pull out that bucket
Make me get that chopper out the ❲?❳ (Brrra)
I took some shit that was illegal for you
Fuck call the police, let's really ❲?❳
★ Chorus ★
My lil bitch put me on a crucial lick (A crucial lick)
She say the nigga flock and that he got them bricks (He got the bricks)
So I sent my shooters to go hit the lick (Go hit the lick)
They came back with it then we split the shit, yeah
And now we ridin' around juggin' with them hammers in them foreigns
Smoking all them pounds and all them double cups we pouring nigga (pouring nigga)
Yeah
Slip up bitch you gon' be a lick (Gon' be a lick)
Come try to get it back, that choppa a leave you zipped
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