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azchike – licked up lyrics

[verse 1: azchike]
aight, i gotta f+ck you up on this one a lil’
aye first off, ye ain’t built like that
call me the 05 wayne cus i feel like that
aye f+cking on this thot, i’ma get right back
one strike and you out, you don’t get liked back
sh+t, working up a sweat i can’t help it
selfish, the sh+t that i rock and i can barely even spell it
this glock like to shake hands
better play dead
hunned round rip the ground make you break dance
a beast wit this rap sh+t
and ah fashion
drop bandz do my dance outta saks fifth
can’t f+ck she ah catfish
but i’ma savage
fill em up kick her out, let her have it
the stick hit like madden
b+tch who asking
i gotta bag now they talking bout i’m braggin
enough with that naggin’
h+lla bad b+tch
and get straight to the dome, like a asprin
don’t die for ah hiccup
b+tch, i sip cups
h+lla dummy in the club i just l!cked up

[chorus: azchike]
h+lla dummy in the club i just l!cked up
wit these tecs and these tecs get you hit up
lit up
smoke wit the plug when i pick up
hit a l!ck, crack 5 but i’m ten up

h+lla dummy in the club i just l!cked up
wit these tecs and these tecs get you hit up
lit up
smoke wit the plug when i pick up
hit a l!ck, crack 5 but i’m ten up

[verse 2: azchike]
aye, b+tch, i’m yo dad i’m the n+gga you should thank
n+ggas gassed up but they squeaking when they buried (aye)
i’m the reason you should hate
bad plumbing got em leaking from the face
glock 9 if you feel like you brave
i’m top nine if you feel like you ain’t
stop lyin’, game over, i don’t play
stop crying, you knew the b+tch wasn’t safe
lil’ b+tch you know my get+up
b+tch i been up
hit a l!ck crack 5 but i’m ten up
dont die for a hiccup
b+tch, i sip cups
h+lla dummy in the club, i just l!cked up

[chorus: azchike]
h+lla dummy in the club i just l!cked up
wit these tecs and these tecs get you hit up
lit up
smoke wit the plug when i pick up
hit a l!ck, crack 5 but i’m ten up
h+lla dummy in the club i just l!cked up
wit these tecs and these tecs get you hit up
lit up
smoke wit the plug when i pick up
hit a l!ck, crack 5, but i’m ten up

[verse 3: almighty suspect]
aye
big sus gurb, you that one you heard about
am foe da win, man my cold n+ggas out
n+ggas talking out they neck, i ain’t tryna hear you out
left blower in the crib l’ma stomp a n+gga out like
big ass cannon, finna do sum damage
heat a n+gga up, l’ma cook him like salmon
been there, scammmin’
naw i’m independent
fly young n+gga i ain’t never heard of landing
b+tch, i came for the bandz where yo safe at
ion’t lose n+gga, first where my place at
i’ma goon i ain’t never need no face tat
ion’t aim foe the neck where yo face at
all i know is trip, they be telling me to chill
gotta old white b+tch, she just put me in her will
if he geek wit the gang, l’ma pop him like a pill
put my name in a song and that’s how you get k!lled
on gang

- azchike lyrics

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