Young niggas hittin' licks (Licks) Just tryna see the bigger pic Now it's really this (Really this) Even if you flip bricks, I got bigger bits By thirteen, I didn't give a shit (Shit) My dad still tryna give me licks 'Til I got my flicks and flicked it on him like, "Here, this what it finishes" Got burners, bitches, bricks, bodies and business (All five) Yeah, I got tired of that clown shit took a break from the rap (Rap) Been away from the trap (Trap) Still let it lay by the tap (Tap) Send it to my close friends like I'm makin' a Snap (Makin' a Snap)
We can fuck, just keep it quiet I see 'em buy it, don't need to try (Stop tryin') Twenty thousand pound, can't even hide it my Amiris need a diet (They do) My t-teachers was so shit in school swear they wouldn't even try it But I bet my daughter's school so private I can't even find it And I don't shop in Harrods no more, I do private buyin' And them boys are flyin' to Ibiza we do private islands (Islands) Hustle streets, in fact, my guys are slidin', ridin', ridin' But them boys are hidin', tryna find them they're like Private Ryan You ever shared a bed with your little bro? That's top and tell He's fartin' every night, m-man I can't lie, it proper smells I'm thinkin' to myself that I'd have more space if I was locked in jail That's when I got my scales hit the road and started shottin' cells
Young niggas hittin' licks (Licks) Just tryna see the bigger pic Now it's really this (Really this) Even if you flip bricks, I got bigger bits By thirteen, I didn't give a shit (Shit) My dad still tryna give me licks 'Til I got my flicks and flicked it on him like, "Here, this what it finishes" Got burners, bitches, bricks, bodies and business (All five) Yeah, I got tired of that clown shit took a break from the rap (Rap) Been away from the trap (Trap) Still let it lay by the tap (Tap) Send it to my close friends like I'm makin' a Snap (Makin' a Snap)
I drop work on the workers I buy flame for the throwers (Throwers) The new. 44's chrome, so I named it, "Rimowa" Just like the suitcases, now I'm tryna beat cases Now I'm a businessman might swap my duffle bags for briefcases The seats came in, wine strawberry like a cheesecake (Cheesecake) That's for everyone who deserted me and hurted me You boys ain''t never heard the sound of a fours when it's clappin' But that shit don't sound like a round of applause I ain't cappin' (Nope) Walk in clubs with my gang and get surrounded by whores (Whores) It's like they sense me in this water now I'm surrounded by jaws But this is no movie, real life, no sharks bad bitches that will bite Real ice, fuck what they feel like (Fuck what they feel)
Young niggas hittin' licks (Licks) Just tryna see the bigger pic Now it's really this (Really this) Even if you flip bricks, I got bigger bits By thirteen, I didn't give a shit (Shit) My dad still tryna give me licks 'Til I got my flicks and flicked it on him like, "Here, this what it finishes" Got burners, bitches, bricks, bodies and business (All five) Yeah, I got tired of that clown shit took a break from the rap (Rap) Been away from the trap (Trap) Still let it lay by the tap (Tap) Send it to my close friends like I'm makin' a Snap (Makin' a Snap)