Like A Lick

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

That’s bitch all on my dick

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

In this bitch

I’ma take them racks, I’ma take them racks

And put on my wrist

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

I be looking like a lick, nigga

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick

[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]

You ain’t gonna find no other nigga like us berg

My life, my life so purped up bad

I got a big bad rollie, no one can follow up

But a chopper should have a nigga don’t holl up

This squad, got racks, got hoes that’s bad

Got hoes with ass, my upper body got bands

I got 20 on it, and I ain’t worry bout shit

Cause I got shooters in zone 1

And I got shooters from zone 6

But I’m from the [?]hoe, know me

As we’re streaming freeze with it

What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you thought

And I got your bitch all in the loft

Headed from the cash on that rollie thang

Designer all my versace frame

These niggas know they lame

But I ain’t even gonn say they name

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

That’s bitch all on my dick

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

In this bitch

I’ma take them racks, I’ma take them racks

And put on my wrist

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

I be looking like a lick, nigga

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

And I’m flexin on these fuck niggas man

This shit is crazy

I just bought a new mercedes for my main lady

I got that gwap, gwap, it’s gucci and gwap, gwap, gwap

Lookin like a lick, smellin like a brick

Walking through saz but I smell like a field

And I know I got a gilt from a foot out the rim

Know I’m gonna hot cause I’m lookin like a split

And a brick, and a brick and a brick and a brick

And about 10 more them bricks

Politicians can’t scratch you bitch

Millionaire with a ratchet bitch

Pulled up in a double v6

Go, go, go, go, gadget bitch

Doe jumping out the road, macho man savage bitch

And I never had a stylist

Cause I can’t hang with no fagot bitch

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

That’s bitch all on my dick

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

In this bitch

I’ma take them racks, I’ma take them racks

And put on my wrist

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

I be looking like a lick, nigga

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]

Work for jewelry in the hood shooting dice

Lookin like a lick cause I got on this real ice

I’m a walkin lick I’m takin orders on bricks

When you see that red white and blue, they my bricks

I just hit a lick and had to throw away my phone

Throw away pistols, we got throw away homes

Live a very long distance, I could get em to your home

I’ma push it to the limit, hunned million that’s my goal

I know how to handle business in the streets and on the stove Welcome to the mexico nigga where everything goes

Racks on racks on racks on racks, everybody on gold

Traphouse never fold, bricks on white, bricks on gold

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

That’s bitch all on my dick

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

In this bitch

I’ma take them racks, I’ma take them racks

And put on my wrist

Them racks, them racks, them racks, them racks

I be looking like a lick, nigga

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick nigga, yeah

I look like a lick