[Intro: Lil Lik]
\n(Y'all can't fuck with Melly)
\nYop, yop, yop
\nBitch, bitch, bitch
\nBitch, I'm thuggin', hold on, I'm thuggin' right now, bitch, they gotta let me off this fuckin' box
\nHold on
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\n[Verse 1: Lil Lik]
\nMy uncle taught me I'm the big picture
\nThese niggas always dissin' me, that's why I diss niggas
\nShe ain't suckin' dick, then I can merch and I'm gon' dismiss her
\nI fucked this bitch for two hours, but I didn't kiss her
\nYou think I'm lyin'? I fucked this bitch for two hours, I can merch I didn't kiss her
\nBitch on dick, steady sayin' she miss me, I don't miss her
\nThe whole gang fucked that bitch, you can't fix her
\nThe judge confusing me, he in the courtroom sayin' big words
\nShe keep callin', man, I'm finna block this bitch
\nBae, I'm sad right now, can you just pull up and mop my shit?
\nI'm bein' humble, when I get off tether, I'ma pop my shit
\nFor real, aight
\nIf we don't trust him, we gon' kill him, when I'm drunk, bitch, I'm litty
\nDo not call my phone back to back like that, bitch, I'm busy
\nI gotta hit this bitch with a condom, her lil' puss get risky
\nIf you on your period, suck my dick and let me suck them titties
\nIn 2011, Lil Lik was a bad kid
\nThis bitch think she this and all that, bitch, stop draggin'
\nI'm goin' to the movies to see Bad Boys with a bad bitch
\nI ain't fucked this bitch since February, that shit past tense
\nWell, bitch, you gettin' fucked today
\nBoy, we know exactly where you at, you gettin' touched today
\nMy opps be inside the county jail tryna duck a fade
\nBitch, if you wanna spend the night, you gotta fuck to stay
\nI be out of town for so fuckin' long
\nMy mama check my lo', then she call my phone like, "You a runaway"
\nI'm off two Percs, this nigga movin' wrong
\nThen I'ma get pissed off and show my killer skills and try to bust a brain
\nIf I'm competing with my brother, it's a money race
\nI hit her with that, "I got somethin' to do," she got the funny face
\nI'm on a high-speed with the state police, I ain't finna touch the brakes
\nI know we haven't talked in like three weeks, I'm tryna fuck today
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\n[Verse 2: Stickz]
\nI'm finna take this bitch to Northern High and fuck her in the whip
\nThey treat me like I'm famous, I just keep on doin' normal shit
\nButton on the back of this Glock, boy, this ain't no normal blick
\nI'm buildin' up my generation wealth, can't have no normal kids
\nIf I hit him with this Drac', I bet he die from it
\nShe fucked me and the gang and got put out, you laid beside the bitch
\nYou don't wanna talk about them B's, we been slimin' shit
\nYou actin' bougie, stuck-up, and bad, bitch, what sign you is?
\nHold on, my curfew end at 10, bro, what time it is?
\nYour brother was a rat and he got smoked, now he a flyin' pig
\nKeep talkin' 'bout she tryna find a ride, lil' bitch, ride this dick
\nMy opps up on a airplane right now, let's send a flyin' blitz
\nI put dick all in her mouth, boy, that is not your bitch
\nGlock 21, switch, KRISS Vect', that's why they call me Stickz
\nThat bitch in love with me, I fuck her with my hips
\nYou try to run, it ain't no duckin' me, gon' get your dumb ass tripped
\nNow your brother gone
\nHe tryna hit that pussy, so don't ask me what my brother on
\nI hit at least three hoes a day when I was on Sloan
\nDon't come down the street the wrong way, you might not make it home\n\n
