Posted in Foreign Lyrics
[Verse]
Look, busting out the lick and I got a bitch from Rito
I will never run off for the plug that got me keyed up
Baby, it’s so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
Busting out the lick and I got a bitch from Rito
[Intro]
I’ma, I’ma go easy on you niggas
I’ma go easy
[Verse ]
I’m lying, really coming for these niggas this time
It’s a full-time job tryna keep ’em in line
Yeah the full court pressure, giving niggas the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who want pressure?
More than a nigga that’s balling, I need a Espy
More than a Miami papi that’s on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole chain know I’m Gretzki
When I start winning, don’t you rap niggas text me
Grinning at the view of your corpses in a fortress
‘Bout to make Forbes list, everything is gorgeous
Indoor B-ball courts, look where the floor sit
Still running shit like forces in an orphanage
Blog niggas getting they core clicks off of horse shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door slit
All-star islands, cigar smiling
Drive a couple miles south at the beach, bitches start wilding
I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
Bunch of lil niggas still in hot cars wilding
Tops chopped off ’til the cops start wilding and the cop cars find us
What you remind us, wintertime climates
Slicket set of bitches that dry-line us
I have no infatuation with niggas
Only made the money come in, masturbating to digits
Matter fact I’m on tour inflatuating the figures
Used to be in low income, now see the show, it come
Shit would make you sick, meaning of a gross income
I deserve every dollar here and then some
And I pray I never dress like y’all
Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw
It’s umbrellas on my sweater from bitches that send the weather
Blowing kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, cracking Kristoff sippin
Y’all pimping on another cruise
Full model from another niggas pedestals
On the top, clock ticking on you other dudes
Think I’m typing in a site with all these W’s
Only watchini out for broke niggas busting moves
My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screaming “Rock-a-bye-baby”
Bad bitch just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I’m Tom Ford, there’s more to the Concord
I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my last
You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass
You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave
You was in the glass nigga, I was on the dash
Hustling in corner, swearing I wasn’t gonna
Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner
Fane was a beautiful bitch, so I joined her
Came now I’m looking for chips, get the coin up
I remained, all summer all fall
Still getting money when the wheels fall off
Real last niggas even when it’s called off
Real ass nigga even when it’s called off, my nigga
Lick x Drive You Crazy Lyrics, Tory Lanez, Tory Lanez – Lick x Drive You Crazy Lyrics
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