LICK MUZIKK PROD. SHOPS by JUUGBOIIXANTANA Lyrics
[Intro]
... Tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit!
I was trappin' out the trenches, I was tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit!
[Verse]
I was shootin' with that stick, I was jackin' with that pole,
I be runnin' up in traps, yea, I really be on go,
Ay, I swear i told my homies, I wont never ever fold,
Bitch I gotta keep that steel, fuck the judge, fuck parole,
I be runnin' from the 12, I be duckin' all them shells,
I be juugin, out on bail! I jus sent yo boy to hell!
Yea, I'm rollin' in that benz, you be smokin' on them stems,
Bitch, I really got the gas, you can slide in my DM,
Ay, I'm rollin' wit my migos, yea, we really be on go!
All these people tryna' sign me, 'cuz they know I sold my soul,
Bitch, I'm rollin' off that loud, yea, I really love to smoke,
Tell yo boy to send some shots at me and he gon get the smoke!
[Outro]
I was trappin' out the trenches, I was tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit! (X3)
... Tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit!
I was trappin' out the trenches, I was tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit!
[Verse]
I was shootin' with that stick, I was jackin' with that pole,
I be runnin' up in traps, yea, I really be on go,
Ay, I swear i told my homies, I wont never ever fold,
Bitch I gotta keep that steel, fuck the judge, fuck parole,
I be runnin' from the 12, I be duckin' all them shells,
I be juugin, out on bail! I jus sent yo boy to hell!
Yea, I'm rollin' in that benz, you be smokin' on them stems,
Bitch, I really got the gas, you can slide in my DM,
Ay, I'm rollin' wit my migos, yea, we really be on go!
All these people tryna' sign me, 'cuz they know I sold my soul,
Bitch, I'm rollin' off that loud, yea, I really love to smoke,
Tell yo boy to send some shots at me and he gon get the smoke!
[Outro]
I was trappin' out the trenches, I was tryna get a check,
Yea, I ran up in his crib, then I ran off with his shit,
30 wet him up, I guarantee that boy a lick,
I ain't got remorse, that's why I still be doin shit! (X3)