Hit a Lick

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thou to flex

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thousand [?]

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]

You shouldn't never treated me like a rap nigga

Flexin' like he really got them stacks, nigga

So I flexed him like I really had the patch, nigga

Took off soon as them bands hit my lap, nigga

[?] show a nigga one stay strapped nigga

My flag red, drinking yellow lean

Smoke a lot of green, traffic light

I'm sleep walking high as a kite

I'm sellin' pussy, [?]

On G status, till down to fight

Hittin' licks til the hood get right

Real [?] real Pyru

[?] til my casket drop

Got the barrel melting on this plastic Glock

Better think twice before he talks to cops

Tie you up in that Chris Rock

Treat this industry like a dope [?]

Turn your [?] to my kush spot

Waka Flock, I'm hip-hop

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thousand [?]

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thousand [?]

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight

[Verse 2: Quavo]

Young nigga, you know we trap out the bando

Got gas, got molly, we rep it up pronto

Passing out nothin' but OG like I'm Rondo

The fuck nigga [?]

My nigga [?]

My nigga [?]

Remember having dime bags in my cargo

Feels of marijuana like [?]

You can't see my guys, I got [?]

Try that shit, one of you niggas gon' die

I'm cookin' up, this ain't no chicken pot pie

My niggas having extendos and nines

They knew that boy right there was one of a kind

The way I was droppin' birds and dimes

Remix a nigga, reverse your mind

We put the North on the map

Way before Migos, nobody noticed it

We could've been at the trap, way before didn't nobody notice it

I know you think this shit a shocker

Beat the pot like Ibaka

Shoot a nigga with binoculars

For fucking with Migos and Flocka

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thousand [?]

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight

I hit a lick for two hundred

I put half of that on kush

I put thirty thou in dope

I put twenty thou in molly

I got fifty thousand [?]

I'm gon' throw ten bands tonight

I got forty thousand left

I'ma catch a private flight