[Chorus: Lil Lik]
\nFlunky niggas dissin' me while I'm on top, I can't even see they ass
\nSend me a feature, I need least twelve hundred 'fore I send it back
\nAin't finish high school 'cause I was everywhere else but class
\nBut somehow, I'm at the college dorms tryna fuck Claudette
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\n[Verse 1: Lil Lik]
\nI ain't even tryna fuck, bae, let me see your neck
\nThis bitch got fucked right on the couch, she ain't even see the bed
\nI just got back off a sevеn-day trip, baby, I need some ass
\nScoop from your house and fuck her at my housе, I'm bringin' your bitch back
\nThis ain't no switch, it's a binary, but it still shoot fast
\nFree Ski, I don't give a fuck what you did, lil' bro, I got your back
\nThey talkin' all that steppin' killin' shit, ain't even got no hats
\nShoot videos and fuck hoes in Detroit, then go beat up that slab
\nOh, that's Lil Lik? They ain't heard it unreleased, they say rewind it back
\nMy favorite opp still out here somewhere livin', we can't find his ass
\nMy lil' bitch do whatever I say, we playin' Simon Says
\nBut when I'm in that room with the police the only time I cap
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\n[Verse 2: NB Vito]
\nYeah, just did twenty in a day, bitch, I ain't new to this
\nIn this fast shit stabbin' on the gas, bitch, I ain't cruisin' it
\nAll that fake shit, I thought they had my back, but they was usin' me
\nI'm runnin' up that bag, bitch, stop that chattin', that's how you losin' me
\nI had to put them Perkies down, I started abusin' 'em
\nI'm gettin' way too big, can't fuck just one, bae, I need two of you
\nNiggas ain't livin' what they rap about, they gotta prove the shit
\nThey think just 'cause I'm rappin', I won't do it to 'em
\nSo quick to pick up blick, bitch, I was too influenced
\nDon't think I'ma tick it, bitch, then watch me do it
\nNigga got his granny popped the fuck up 'fore he start makin' music
\nShe told me pick a song 'fore we start fuckin', I went straight to Toosii
\nLil' bro say he tryna bend a block and I'ma take him through it
\nMuggin' at me walkin' in G-stations, you gon' make me shoot you
\nI was the littest and the poorest, that shit made me neutral
\nThen my B sent that bag and I salute you
\nSee a nigga spend that bag, I'm matchin' that, I'm not a groupie
\nLayin' back, rubbin' cat, got Willy pack up in my LooseLeaf
\nAll I did was stand on business, how the fuck they hate the new me?
\nThis lil' nigga fucked up, he buyin' two G's
\nIn traffic, dreads swingin', drank in my cup, feel like two-three
\n
\n[Chorus: Lil Lik]
\nFlunky niggas dissin' me while I'm on top, I can't even see they ass
\nSend me a feature, I need least twelve hundred 'fore I send it back
\nAin't finish high school 'cause I was everywhere else but class
\nBut somehow, I'm at the college dorms tryna fuck Claudette
\n
\n[Verse 3: Lil Lik]
\nOff four Percs, goin' to my lil' bitch house, I need somewhere to rest
\nWe throw fours, but if you drop a four, you gettin' hit in your head
\n7 a.m., gettin' up in that county, gotta take my meds
\nWe beat them state cases the fuck down, but we still fightin' the feds
\nI was fuckin' hoes in 2020, I ain't even have no dreads
\nThem niggas killed Nick, I was tryna kill, I was tryin' my best
\nThe last bitch let me fuck, but ain't suck dick, I ain't even have no head
\nThis lil' bitch found a hickey on my neck, this ain't even my neck
\nWe hit blocks, I don't even shoot that bitch from deep, I shoot from close
\nI don't even play ball no more, I should've just went prep
\nI don't even give a fuck no more to respond to you niggas' disses
\nAll the opps alive is broke and the rest of 'em dead
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\n[Outro: Lil Lik]
\nSki\n\n
