Lick Shots

Lyrics

[Intro] Robbie Anthem Serious [Verse 1: J Man] Ayo I gotta flip, been through alot of shit It's all politics, shoulda had the scholarship But I was eating porridge ridge Couple niggas on my wing peeling oranges My lifestyle, I adopted this With Twitter, you couldn't follow this It's like a hollow tip, my trap name's anonymous Yo, I grind cuz something gotta give I could bill a line and get it jumping like a horror flip Fresh from beating a drug case Zino 1 base, wipe the look off a thug's face, nigga It's Church Road that I'm reppin On a James Bond ting, got 2 O's and a 7 2 O's gone by 7, now just came off the bench Kilo gets the Lethal B, all I say is Dench Flippin out in something French, got something for your inch chest 45's, both sides like a bench press [Hook: Fatz] Nines, you know we run this block I ain't joking like Chris Rock Say the word and I'll lick shots Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch My nigga say the word and then I lick shots [Verse 2: Youngs Teflon] I've been on road since Starburst was opal fruits Everybody knows tef I'm a local yute I spent my teen years selling draws with pokers on us My young ting with coolie hair, I can her Pocahontas I'm ugly in this concrete jungle Running from Columbo, used to wear Umbro Now its double C Chanel buckles where my gun go Spanish long nose, eric loud like dumbo My ace [?] cuz I have the right snort We had a chemistry, Andy Cole and Dwight Yorke And I don't like courts, cuz I don't like pork I like loud sticks that sound like guy fawkes Hood chicks love me cuh I'm gangster but I'm classy Hood pricks know not to cross me, I'm a Nazi Storming through my ghetto hyped, my squad narsty All my clothes sarcy, blow my clip barcy [Hook: Fatz] Nines, you know we run this block I ain't joking like Chris Rock Say the word and I'll lick shots Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch My nigga say the word and then I lick shots [Verse 3: Nines] I just got a strap link for the smoothest P Nines in a box like you googled me I'm coppin like 2 or 3 (Uh!) I need a transit with all this food coming Can't catch me sliding with this ice, it ain't cool running With all these bricks, how can my stack go low My piff's louder then a ratchet hoe My wrist is hurting, all these bricks I'm whipping The prices are the lowest like Mrs Griffin My YG called me asking if I had a Q I said you need it white or pink like Majin Buu I need a sealer cuz all this weed's smelly Turn 1 into 3 when I'm tap dancing like Gene Kelly I'm out here in the jungle like Ant and Dec Still flying birds cah I ain't got the mansion yet Fuck the other side, all the man there are moist Fly guy take a chick just for banter like Joyce It's Nines [Hook: Fatz] Nines, you know we run this block I ain't joking like Chris Rock Say the word and I'll lick shots Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch My nigga say the word and then I lick shots