Lil $lim - Licensed 2 Drill (feat. OMB Dank Kastle) Lyrics

Yeah, Lil $lim
South side baby sippin' on this juice
By the pool don't give a f*ck
I got your best friend, yeah, she goin loose
J'ai leve vite ou we, yeah, that's muah
Now I got your girl, yeah, she squirmin' on her panties too
And you talkin' that raw raw shit, like you really bout it
I don't give a f*ck, I got that license tucked up in my wallet
Yeah, I'm down to blast off like the noose
Tied up on your neck, I'm a demon nigga
When it comes to my tics,
Got your bitch on my dick
Yeah, she love 'on it, she kiss on it
Soon as I walk in, got your bitches eye ball all on it
Got that tool tucked up in my jeans if you talkin' loose,
I don't give a f*ck, Imma one up it, I'ma show you, goons,
You up in your head, yeah you up in that brain,
Yeah, you insane in the membrane, And you can't even maintain all your words
Yeah, you talkin' foo, I know you soft ass dude
I don't give a f*ck, I'm a demon nigga
When it comes to my T-I-C-K
Got the AK on my lap
Then I flip the switch, now I got that red beam on blast
Yeah, them Ak, got them head-spinning's like on facts
Now I got your boo, yeah, she sitting right up on my lap, mmm
Little nigga, you done stepped up out your briefer's
Now you flipped it around and show you true colors
You dirty bitch, pussy ass nigga
Yeah, I pull up with my clique, we leave it dumping
Up it, then I leave you in a ditch, see your brains gushing
Smoking on the finest wax, f*cking on the finest bees
Take a big old toke, hold it deep into your wheeze
I'm a smooth nigga in the streets, Mike Amiri's for my jeans
Fedi on my sheets, where I got your boo yeah she Lovin' me
Barking all that raw raw shit like you really bout it
But we all know that you jelly, cause the size of my wallet
Yeah, you soft as f*ck, foo, chips, stacking through the roof
I don't give a f*ck, I'm never gonna stop until we reach the moon, One.
A couple of hits, send me to the moon, we puffin that sinister pack,
They cleanin the body up, f*ck is you doin? I wasn't finished with that.
If I see you wiggle when I bend the corner, just know... I'm spinnin right back
Long as I get you I'm finna die happy, long as I get you I'm finna die happy..
When I rap.. its no cap. Facts sit on top of more facts,
N These rats, got my nutsack in a tug of war match,
I crash out, this mag, lift up a jag, like its floor jack,
Then kick in the door, to your flat. N if I get bored,
Put dick in some whore,
N speakin of whore, where yours at?
Cuz I havent seen her, mine up neemans, spendin, go find her, try n relieve her,
Lemme remind em, my brother we done been
Pinning these hoes up against one another way since we were younger, yeah nah that I think of it,
Since mortal kombat, I been a schemer,
You had katana.. I had meleena..
I double daggered you.. won, and you caught a attitude,
Thats when I told you, tell it to someone who cares, or someone you mattered to.
Shit.. I was wrong for that, bitch you my brudda, we in it together, we got this shit jumpin.
If anyone f*ck wit you promise I'm Comin just send me the latitude
Cant even remember last time I had a feud, guess I'm lucky bastard,
I know what them sluts be after, f*ck me backwards, what a disaster...
She said this pussy one of a kind, you finna love me after
I said you funny bitch.. only thing I love is laughter.
Torch squeezers everyone on the porch seen us,
They foreseen this, parents, coaches and core teachers,
A Warped thinker, twist mops, floor cleaners,
White shooter, long arms, Porzingis.