Hit A Lick

Lyrics

[Intro] Banger DJ on the beat, so it's a banger [Chorus: Tink] Hit a lick with you, get rich with you I'll lay somebody down all for you Flip a brick for you, tote a stick for you 'Cause I'm the realest bitch around I ain't fronting when I say I got your back, that's a fact I ain't playing about you this just what it is, and I'm on that I would, flip a brick for you, send a hit for you 'Cause I'm the realest bitch around [Verse 1: Tink] Got a bitch to hold you down and pick up all your problems Matching rollies in our Rolls's, we be doing shit for fun (Fun) Then we smoke with such and such, we turned him to a strain Took some charges that you had I had to charge it to the game I could not fuck up the brand no more, ten toes when I stand straight Why it always be my fault? I'm a real bitch not man made Can't be touching and fucking to part ways (Oh) This pussy will always be your safe space, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Tink] What I did for you, private jet, a trip for two Off the coast, Pacific view, trick on me I trick on you Street bitch I dont give no fuck, hold your gun inside my clutch They don't want no smoke with us, no, no [Chorus: Tink & NoCap] Hit a lick with you, get rich with you I'll lay somebody down all for you Flip a brick for you, tote a stick for you 'Cause I'm the realest bitch around I ain't fronting when I say I got your back, that's a fact I ain't playing about you this just what it is, and I'm on that I would, flip a brick for you, send a hit for you 'Cause you the realest shit around [Verse 2: NoCap] I trust you let you tote my gun sometimes you roll up my weed (Oh, no) Girl, I'm so fucked up 'bout this bond, I never want to be free (Oh, no) I went back to her came back to you, I know you the one (Oh) And everytime I 'cause you hurt I end up buying you something Put you in the jet put you in the Cat Wonder why your driveway turn into a zoo? None of them hoes they ain't in your league And none of her friends can't fuck with you crew Whatever they make you spend it hair Take you out of state, right back to the trap Ain't got the keys, we taking the train Talk to the lawyer then we lay down the bank You know secrets I don't even tell my homies Not falling back from you, I'm with you through the summer Four gloves two masks, four guns two bags Move wrong get hurt, put a bullet in the clerk, ah [Chorus: Tink with NoCap] Hit a lick with you, get rich with you I'll lay somebody down all for you Flip a brick for you, tote a stick for you 'Cause I'm the realest bitch around I ain't fronting when I say I got your back, that's a fact I ain't playing about you this just what it is, and I'm on that I would, flip a brick for you, send a hit for you 'Cause I'm the realest bitch around