eryxse – hit a lick! lyrics
hit a l!ck! lyrics
[intro]
it’s so flyday, flyday chinatown
真夜中の人ごみに
it’s so flyday, flyday chinatown
はじけるネオンサイン
split my pants
we love you, eryxse
[chorus: eryxse]
we got rugers and choppas, i k!ll a b+tch and press the gas
hit a l!ck, rob the bank, put the cash in a bag
this a stick up, sticked up, put ’em f+ckin’ hands up
grab all the jewels, i make it out and cop a benz truck
wait, i keep a glock on my waist, i pull it out and get the k’s
i’m bustin’ down on a face, i’m makin’ money either way
if you wanna, we can fade
ballin’ out, d wade, count my chips like lay’s, no cap, like
[verse 1: eryxse, deekay]
shawty want d+ck, turn around, get lit
new kicks, new fit, new b+tch, new whip
go a semi+automatic ‘causing madness on a road
playin’ madden with the bros in a big ass whip
i count it up and get the dough, k!ll a opp, tadoe
tell the p+ssy, “don’t fold up,” put a thottie on hold (ayy)
[verse 2: deekay]
ayy, choppa on my side and a b+tch on my lap
put a ho on my d+ck and she askin’ for s+x, like
bad b+tch and she go full throttle
ain’t n0body gon’ hold my nozzle
got a .45 clip and the b+tch out the back
glock with attachments, i’m never gon’ lack
like, how you do it? how you do it? love a thot
ain’t n0body gon’ hold my glock
i came from the slums and now i’m on top
all these b+tches really prayin’ i flop
[chorus: eryxse]
we got rugers and choppas, i k!ll a b+tch and press the gas
hit a l!ck, rob the bank, put the cash in a bag
this a stick up, sticked up, put ’em f+ckin’ hands up
grab all the jewels, i make it out and cop a benz truck
wait, i keep a glock on my waist, i pull it out and get the k’s
i’m bustin’ down on a face, i’m makin’ money either way
if you wanna, we can fade
ballin’ out, d wade, count my chips like lay’s, no cap, like
[verse 3: clxuda]
b+tch droppin’ bodies, said 22decemeber
i’ma give it time, i’m a real f+ckin’ sender
makin’ my bread then stackin’ my cheddar
f+ck with us, i pull up, twin berettas
f+ckin’ that b+tch in the back and she throwin’ it back while i’m throwin’ the racks
and i cannot relax, if i’m gonna go make it, i cannot relax
and yo’ b+tch on my line call me, “dad”
[chorus: eryxse]
we got rugers and choppas, i k!ll a b+tch and press the gas
hit a l!ck, rob the bank, put the cash in a bag
this a stick up, sticked up, put ’em f+ckin’ hands up
grab all the jewels, i make it out and cop a benz truck
wait, i keep a glock on my waist, i pull it out and get the k’s
i’m bustin’ down on a face, i’m makin’ money either way
if you wanna, we can fade
ballin’ out, d wade, count my chips like lay’s, no cap, like
we got rugers and choppas, i k!ll a b+tch and press the gas
hit a l!ck, rob the bank, put the cash in a bag
this a stick up, sticked up, put ’em f+ckin’ hands up
grab all the jewels, i make it out and cop a benz truck
wait, i keep a glock on my waist, i pull it out and get the k’s
i’m bustin’ down on a face, i’m makin’ money either way
if you wanna, we can fade
ballin’ out, d wade, count my chips like lay’s, no cap, like
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