Correction Lyrics Fresh Off a Lick by Dee Watkins

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Ha
Yeah
They know what it is with me
Look
Let's go

Back up on my bullshit, you niggas got me pissed off
She don't really like me, she just wanna suck my wrist off
Young nigga, but I got more rank then yo big dawg
Before the opps kill me, I overdose on [?]
Posted in the hood with all my motherf*ckin' chains on
My lil' nigga havin' too much motions since he came home
IPhone, I've been makin' plays on a same phone
All this f*ckin' water on my shirt, like I got rained on
Uh, throw it back
She was tryna run from that dick, like where you goin' at?
She be lookin' bad, when she throw it like shе know it's fact
Everytime she lеave, I hit her up like ''Give me more of that''
Ayy, I've been in my bad game, got no time to kick shit
She was f*ckin' me and all my brothers, she a sick bitch
Pull up in that vet, she was like ''Oh, this nigga rich-rich''
Bitch I'm really famous, I could never send a dick pick
Yeah, bitch you out your mind
She wanna lay up and f*ck all day, but I don't got no time, uh
Take my diamonds and all my jewelry, I bet I'm still gon' shine, uh
The [?] stay in the house all day, my niggas still gon' slide, uh
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 racks
Nah, I was gonna let him pay, but he ain't gettin' shit back
I ain't gotta get my hands dirty, I just kickback
I just threw my nigga [?] on and told him ''Flip that''

Yeah, uh, I look like I'm fresh off a motherf*ckin' lick, uh
Niggas block me when they in they feelings, like my bitch, uh
Why she really think I'm finna f*ck her, 'cause she thick, uh
Probly' why she only wanna f*ck me, 'cause I'm lit, lit, lit, lit, lit
Hold on, hold on, hold on nigga, let me talk my shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Nigga this a Drac', don't give a f*ck about no switch, switch, switch

We got all that
Uh, she keep blowin' up my phone, I don't call back
Niggas in they feelings like these hoes, so I fall back
Say he gotta deal on a Percs, so can I call that?
Step on they neck, then I step on a jet
Step off the jet, then I step to a check
Step to a check, then I get you know the rest
So then more little story that I nigga really blest, ah
I be out the drugs like I'm fiendin', I need it
Fa, fa, fa, hit his knees, know he leekin'
I've been goin' through it with my bitch, we ain't speakin'
I've been in the trenches with them creatures and 'em demons
More little story, I can't f*ck with lil' rat, uh
She ain't really cute, I had to f*ck from the back
When that money call, I'mma put that Hellcat in track
I'mma go and get that paper, I'on care what they said

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