Lick Shots

[Intro]

Robbie Anthem

Serious

[Verse 1: J Man]

Ayo I gotta flip, been through alot of shit

It's all politics, shoulda had the scholarship

But I was eating porridge ridge

Couple niggas on my wing peeling oranges

My lifestyle, I adopted this

With Twitter, you couldn't follow this

It's like a hollow tip, my trap name's anonymous

Yo, I grind cuz something gotta give

I could bill a line and get it jumping like a horror flip

Fresh from beating a drug case

Zino 1 base, wipe the look off a thug's face, nigga

It's Church Road that I'm reppin

On a James Bond ting, got 2 O's and a 7

2 O's gone by 7, now just came off the bench

Kilo gets the Lethal B, all I say is Dench

Flippin out in something French, got something for your inch chest

45's, both sides like a bench press

[Hook: Fatz]

Nines, you know we run this block

I ain't joking like Chris Rock

Say the word and I'll lick shots

Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch

My nigga say the word and then I lick shots

[Verse 2: Youngs Teflon]

I've been on road since Starburst was opal fruits

Everybody knows tef I'm a local yute

I spent my teen years selling draws with pokers on us

My young ting with coolie hair, I can her Pocahontas

I'm ugly in this concrete jungle

Running from Columbo, used to wear Umbro

Now its double C Chanel buckles where my gun go

Spanish long nose, eric loud like dumbo

My ace [?] cuz I have the right snort

We had a chemistry, Andy Cole and Dwight Yorke

And I don't like courts, cuz I don't like pork

I like loud sticks that sound like guy fawkes

Hood chicks love me cuh I'm gangster but I'm classy

Hood pricks know not to cross me, I'm a Nazi

Storming through my ghetto hyped, my squad narsty

All my clothes sarcy, blow my clip barcy

[Hook: Fatz]

Nines, you know we run this block

I ain't joking like Chris Rock

Say the word and I'll lick shots

Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch

My nigga say the word and then I lick shots

[Verse 3: Nines]

I just got a strap link for the smoothest P

Nines in a box like you googled me

I'm coppin like 2 or 3 (Uh!)

I need a transit with all this food coming

Can't catch me sliding with this ice, it ain't cool running

With all these bricks, how can my stack go low

My piff's louder then a ratchet hoe

My wrist is hurting, all these bricks I'm whipping

The prices are the lowest like Mrs Griffin

My YG called me asking if I had a Q

I said you need it white or pink like Majin Buu

I need a sealer cuz all this weed's smelly

Turn 1 into 3 when I'm tap dancing like Gene Kelly

I'm out here in the jungle like Ant and Dec

Still flying birds cah I ain't got the mansion yet

Fuck the other side, all the man there are moist

Fly guy take a chick just for banter like Joyce

It's Nines

[Hook: Fatz]

Nines, you know we run this block

I ain't joking like Chris Rock

Say the word and I'll lick shots

Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch

My nigga say the word and then I lick shots