Hittin’ Licks

Lyrics

Who's this number tryna call me Losing sleep I gotta calm down Got the shooters when we're ready Retaliation any day now Calling on my phone and Snapchat Don't call me I don't know you like that I'll be inside smoking my high grade I think I'll travel to another state Gonna call my friends and retaliate They'll prong and press you at your doorstep Tried to take my pack and exit But you don't fucking know me like that Get to you in the end To think that I was ever your friend Apologetic I don't give a shit Always knew something felt different I'll stay with my dеfense Every sеason Every season Try to pin me back we'll fucking rob you in the street Fucking kill you with my team Got the council right beside me And I know you'll never find me You don't know my fucking address