Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hit a Lick , by - Waka Flocka Flame. Release date: 03.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hit a Lick |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Young nigga, you know we trap out the bendo |
| 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 |
| 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 |