Lick Back
[00:00.000] 作词 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
[00:00.000] 作曲 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:01.48](FOREVEROLLING)
[00:04.59]Niggas know y'all can't **** with me, nigga
[00:06.33][Verse 1: EST Gee]
[00:11.48]Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
[00:13.93]Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
[00:16.85]Turn the phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
[00:19.88]It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
[00:22.93]Every nigga round me shoot that yeek
[00:25.5]And get they merch off
[00:25.96]I don't bark, I bite
[00:28.9]I got more paper than yo big dawg
[00:29.9]Wanna change yo life? My best advice:
[00:30.90]A brick of fentanyl
[00:31.82]This bitch type is wife
[00:33.38]I just might let the condom slip off
[00:34.69]Ain't too many like me
[00:36.13]99% of them rip offs
[00:37.89]On point even at her spot
[00:39.66]I never take my kicks off
[00:40.83]Ask my opps how it feel
[00:42.12]To wake up daily and get shit on
[00:43.76]You get in yo feelings and make diss songs
[00:46.7]I make "At yo people's house, outside, shootin that blick" songs
[00:49.15]And I'm still good on every block
[00:50.74]I used to knock P's on
[00:52.4]Boss. I get you chalked
[00:53.44]My name ain't something that you should speak on
[00:54.91]Pulled out 20 sumn
[00:56.36]Just to let Johnny put my teeth on
[00:57.77]My money 10 feet tall
[00:59.11]But I ain't something you should shoot at
[01:01.28]Kill something, you wanna lock in with us
[01:03.20]I thought you knew that
[01:03.93]My plug drove the load in on a truck
[01:05.56]Next day he flew back
[01:06.96]I talk so much shit
[01:08.6]I need a Tic-Tac
[01:08.95]I got 5 thousand for you
[01:10.92]Help me set this wolf trap
[01:12.31]Started a new strain smokin' yo man
[01:14.9]This here a wolf pack
[01:15.16]Up on the scoreboard, we still active
[01:16.62]Like we on get back
[01:18.17]Only thing gon take that pain away is if you get racks
[01:21.14]Forever get my lick back
[00:00.000] 作曲 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:01.48](FOREVEROLLING)
[00:04.59]Niggas know y'all can't **** with me, nigga
[00:06.33][Verse 1: EST Gee]
[00:11.48]Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
[00:13.93]Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
[00:16.85]Turn the phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
[00:19.88]It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
[00:22.93]Every nigga round me shoot that yeek
[00:25.5]And get they merch off
[00:25.96]I don't bark, I bite
[00:28.9]I got more paper than yo big dawg
[00:29.9]Wanna change yo life? My best advice:
[00:30.90]A brick of fentanyl
[00:31.82]This bitch type is wife
[00:33.38]I just might let the condom slip off
[00:34.69]Ain't too many like me
[00:36.13]99% of them rip offs
[00:37.89]On point even at her spot
[00:39.66]I never take my kicks off
[00:40.83]Ask my opps how it feel
[00:42.12]To wake up daily and get shit on
[00:43.76]You get in yo feelings and make diss songs
[00:46.7]I make "At yo people's house, outside, shootin that blick" songs
[00:49.15]And I'm still good on every block
[00:50.74]I used to knock P's on
[00:52.4]Boss. I get you chalked
[00:53.44]My name ain't something that you should speak on
[00:54.91]Pulled out 20 sumn
[00:56.36]Just to let Johnny put my teeth on
[00:57.77]My money 10 feet tall
[00:59.11]But I ain't something you should shoot at
[01:01.28]Kill something, you wanna lock in with us
[01:03.20]I thought you knew that
[01:03.93]My plug drove the load in on a truck
[01:05.56]Next day he flew back
[01:06.96]I talk so much shit
[01:08.6]I need a Tic-Tac
[01:08.95]I got 5 thousand for you
[01:10.92]Help me set this wolf trap
[01:12.31]Started a new strain smokin' yo man
[01:14.9]This here a wolf pack
[01:15.16]Up on the scoreboard, we still active
[01:16.62]Like we on get back
[01:18.17]Only thing gon take that pain away is if you get racks
[01:21.14]Forever get my lick back
作词 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
作曲 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
(FOREVEROLLING)
Niggas know y'all can't **** with me, nigga
Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
Turn the phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
Every nigga round me shoot that yeek
And get they merch off
I don't bark, I bite
I got more paper than yo big dawg
Wanna change yo life? My best advice:
A brick of fentanyl
This bitch type is wife
I just might let the condom slip off
Ain't too many like me
99% of them rip offs
On point even at her spot
I never take my kicks off
Ask my opps how it feel
To wake up daily and get shit on
You get in yo feelings and make diss songs
I make "At yo people's house, outside, shootin that blick" songs
And I'm still good on every block
I used to knock P's on
Boss. I get you chalked
My name ain't something that you should speak on
Pulled out 20 sumn
Just to let Johnny put my teeth on
My money 10 feet tall
But I ain't something you should shoot at
Kill something, you wanna lock in with us
I thought you knew that
My plug drove the load in on a truck
Next day he flew back
I talk so much shit
I need a Tic-Tac
I got 5 thousand for you
Help me set this wolf trap
Started a new strain smokin' yo man
This here a wolf pack
Up on the scoreboard, we still active
Like we on get back
Only thing gon take that pain away is if you get racks
Forever get my lick back
作曲 : George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Lucas DePante
(FOREVEROLLING)
Niggas know y'all can't **** with me, nigga
Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
Turn the phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
Every nigga round me shoot that yeek
And get they merch off
I don't bark, I bite
I got more paper than yo big dawg
Wanna change yo life? My best advice:
A brick of fentanyl
This bitch type is wife
I just might let the condom slip off
Ain't too many like me
99% of them rip offs
On point even at her spot
I never take my kicks off
Ask my opps how it feel
To wake up daily and get shit on
You get in yo feelings and make diss songs
I make "At yo people's house, outside, shootin that blick" songs
And I'm still good on every block
I used to knock P's on
Boss. I get you chalked
My name ain't something that you should speak on
Pulled out 20 sumn
Just to let Johnny put my teeth on
My money 10 feet tall
But I ain't something you should shoot at
Kill something, you wanna lock in with us
I thought you knew that
My plug drove the load in on a truck
Next day he flew back
I talk so much shit
I need a Tic-Tac
I got 5 thousand for you
Help me set this wolf trap
Started a new strain smokin' yo man
This here a wolf pack
Up on the scoreboard, we still active
Like we on get back
Only thing gon take that pain away is if you get racks
Forever get my lick back