Blueface Baby ShLumpp - Hitten' Others' Licks Lyrics

Gnawin' on a glock
Nawgh' he ain't e'en on a glock
Shootin' me they feelings as im spinnin on the bloch
If I be gettin' notions I'm gon pop if it hot
They way the things be goin' Im'ma drop you if your not

Shootin' at cops as I make a clean get away
Packin pistols an' a uzi we gon get it anyway
Talkin 'bout the type that be skip wid'ouda beat
Play a k on the gelato like he ain' e'en smell his feet

Eighty in'na thirty as we rollin' on the opps
They be feelin' all the heat cause we whip it in a dodge
Tryna be up on my meat knowin' I got it where i' come from
Give a bitch my whole dick then a lil sum

Rollin' in the forty gotta figga' in my waistline
Tired a' hearin' borin' talkin' 'bout their past time
Cries of people dyin' they're cryin for the last time
Ban's a hundreds flyin got 'em cryin' 'bou' the' last dime

Got the better goof an' got 'em movin' off the rizz ya
Opps ou' trynna lose ya an the stycks ain' e'en do ya
Move a couple blicks while I crippi' ya don't miss ya
Check an' hit ya' boof while yo bitch send me pics of her

Boofin' inna beamer better get it cleaner would'nt trust ya with demeaner of a different heathen

Rollin' steady got my eyes closed
Swervin' onna opps lit the streets it just another night though
Hoosier 'fter the rip on a lick make me flip the camera on
Round' the corner do another playin' that the lights on

Smokin' runts sit back with your hands in the pringle can
On the last stran' a' string-cheese an' bou' to finish the pringle man
Thinkin' of easter ham forget about rides in mommmas minivan
Clink ain' e'en got its fill thats why they on hollicoma-crayons

What you talkin' 'bout
Take the next bus to NYC an' bring your friends with a mystery tan
Already through the crown v and they tryna bring me to the cell again
Run ya over in the two seater do anything to make a couple bands
Still won't figure how to drive 'less i' anything o're a hundered grand
Crystal meth shakin' heads bu' rather just see me dead!

Look over the take thas' another crowd
Thas' oven baked ay' got pistols lowd
Tats cover blanks but different sound
Rants a lover hate instrumental wound

Thats trash talk
A hundred times but I'd rather see some ass talk
Woke another dime anythin' to see her cat walk

Rollin' steady got my eyes closed
Swervin' onna opps lit the streets it just another night though
Hoosier 'fter the rip on a lick make me flip the camera on
Round' the corner do another playin' that the lights on

Count your stacks while I get my light pound in

Ounce a' kush where my plaques found in
Bounce the push then force an arm 'round the bin
Out the mud pound a head fist stompin' shotty around he back go! his dick stomped in
Lot of runnin' back but no history to tell must a' washed kin
Busy sniffin' whatever he found in your momma's laundry bin

Shotty bussin' in tight jeans an' a lion wasted people hatin' in different places
Bought a cousin on flight screens but could'nt get dons to lace it
Fought a monkey in a monkey suit walkin' around bomb like he gon' shoot an shi'
Found a rat plug caught him sumn' up his pants an shit

Lot rat bog shootin' through green fog goin for crips throats an shi
Had a light bug that was rolling on his ring wrong with it
Quite the mean mug when he cuttin' on someone else's wrists
On the way down sayin' his dicks was too big but he still won't join the fight with it

Will you right now hittin others licks an shit take your bitch to pipe town
Have you write me a wrist right now!
Glad you were tongue kissed to get your gun down
You know choppa' got the gram an he clixed on frown

I'll tell ya about puttin' your hits on the basis of a clown
So I'm gonna' and take his crown
Saying he wants to keep shakin' the ball out when he's upside down
Catch a whiff an whip it the whole other side of the town

Woke up from the reap from nothing to gang shi'
Walked the lie to a whole 'nother fame crip
Glock another tie on the news got a tight grip
Not another sound that's a crowd on the right shit

Hundred dollar bitch cause Chris got a snitch on 'em
Sniper gang on stand point gifts an a glitch an shi'
Line ah' cashflow 'ell if I know hit that bitch from the back an say nothin' 'bout it hoe
Gotta mean grip on some tight shit cause he got uzis now doing some blind shit on the now
Cause ma boy want a deathwish put it in the news cause they be on the wrong shi'

Rollin steady got my eyes closed
Swervin onna opps lit the streets it just another night though
Hoosier 'fter the rip on a lick make me flip the camera on
Round' the corner do another playin' that the lights on

Got the goblins out lookin' for reasons they shouldnt be there
If you see rr dont even go near there
Fight for placement Illinoise where they doin' me a crip we not rollin' with no snitches na ah No snitches
Askin' how to end up with a mil an a quick check

Return a different number hit it everyday
Prolly' had an ounce earlier smoked all that shit today
Ask a frown dog who said he hasnt had a miss tree lean today

Rollin steady got my eyes closed
Swervin onna opps lit the streets it just another night though
Hoosier 'fter the rip on a lick make me flip the camera on
Round' the corner do another playin' that the lights on