"Lick Back" lyrics
We legendary
Ayy this shit fire
I heard these hoes been out here talking like they fuckin' with me
To get your man snatched and give him back ain't nothin' to me
Don't even trip about no money, shit be comin' to me
Ha, these bitches pissed cause I'm the one and only
Ridin' in some shit that I don't even gotta drive
I just pushed the button, lift the doors up to the sky
Crib up in the hills, got me thinkin' I could fly
Welcome to the house of dragons, hoe, we really got that fire
Got your back against the wall, yeah
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah yeah, yeah
I got my city on, my hoodie on
I'm looking like a baddie, but I'm bout to put these goodies on him
Hall of Fame, I can't be out here moving like no rookie on him
If they ask me how I got my spot, ho I took it from them
I feed the streets like I be cooking for them
Hoes been out here talking, tell them bitches that we lookin' for 'em
They wanna link up in my city, I could book a form
And the house made in America but open a garage and it's full of foreigns
Never show my card till I pull it on a beat, beat I be flow seats, and you bitches in the cheap seats
Jim Jones ballin' Lil Wayne, it's a three-peat
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah
Big dog shit, I'm in your city, bitch, flexin'
Outside, riding presidential like election
Said she want smoke, til' we pull up to her section
The bottles and that hookah ain't gon' give you no protection [?], this shit is chandelier
Whipped the 9-11 like a Panamera
What that hoe said, I can't even hear
Told them meet me at the spot and she ain't even here
We get litty where I come from
She think he love her cause she sucked him, she a Dum-Dum
Ain't met a bitch alive that little me would run from
You seen that last hoe ain't poppin' all that uh-huh, I'm back on bullshit
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah yeah, yeah
Ayy this shit fire
I heard these hoes been out here talking like they fuckin' with me
To get your man snatched and give him back ain't nothin' to me
Don't even trip about no money, shit be comin' to me
Ha, these bitches pissed cause I'm the one and only
Ridin' in some shit that I don't even gotta drive
I just pushed the button, lift the doors up to the sky
Crib up in the hills, got me thinkin' I could fly
Welcome to the house of dragons, hoe, we really got that fire
Got your back against the wall, yeah
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah yeah, yeah
I got my city on, my hoodie on
I'm looking like a baddie, but I'm bout to put these goodies on him
Hall of Fame, I can't be out here moving like no rookie on him
If they ask me how I got my spot, ho I took it from them
I feed the streets like I be cooking for them
Hoes been out here talking, tell them bitches that we lookin' for 'em
They wanna link up in my city, I could book a form
And the house made in America but open a garage and it's full of foreigns
Never show my card till I pull it on a beat, beat I be flow seats, and you bitches in the cheap seats
Jim Jones ballin' Lil Wayne, it's a three-peat
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah
Big dog shit, I'm in your city, bitch, flexin'
Outside, riding presidential like election
Said she want smoke, til' we pull up to her section
The bottles and that hookah ain't gon' give you no protection [?], this shit is chandelier
Whipped the 9-11 like a Panamera
What that hoe said, I can't even hear
Told them meet me at the spot and she ain't even here
We get litty where I come from
She think he love her cause she sucked him, she a Dum-Dum
Ain't met a bitch alive that little me would run from
You seen that last hoe ain't poppin' all that uh-huh, I'm back on bullshit
And I ain't even crash out yet
Shit on rap bitches, I ain't even show my assets
Gotta stand up, let him see the way this ass sit
Make it bounce, make it bounce, baby, like a bag check
Real talk, I ain't even turn him out yet
He said the pussy taste like water, can he get his mouth wet?
Goddamn, he fighting for his life type sex
We done went eight rounds, and this bitch still pressed, yeah yeah, yeah
