Taylor G - H.A.L.W.Y.C. (Prod. By SMP Beatz) Lyrics

Hit a lick, hit a lick, hit a lick (Hit a lick, wit yo chick)
Slim and G Tunes bang (Then I do my thing baby, uh)
Wit yo chick, wit yo chick, wit chick
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing (I hit a lick)
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing (Wit yo chick)
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing (I hit a lick)
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing (Uh, uh)
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Taylor G I hit a lick
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing

I'm tired of talkin'
'Cuz no one ever listen
I'm tired of puttin' these lames on
Where's my commission
My girl melanin poppin'
In the sun she glisten
And she don't f*ck with other dudes
She just pimp 'em
We servin' fire
Might put us in the Wimbledon
Don't run with basic thoughts
Nor a Simpleton
Been kickin' game for years
Could get rich off my gems
Graduated blowin' loud never did the S.T.E.M.s
Let me say that again
Never did the stems
Graduated blowin' loud never did the S.T.E.M.s
Been kickin' game for years
Could get rich off my gems
Don't run with basic thots
Nor a Simpleton
Don't hit my line unless it's 'bout a play or cash (Cash)
Shout out Juicy J bumpin' Three 6 drivin' fast
Gettin' cash (Cash)
Your girl at my crib she gettin' smashed
Can't f*ck with most these rappers
They simply trash
But if I do then I'm ridin' for you
Set you up to score like I'm Nash
You a looney makin' tunes (You a looney tune lookin' ass)
Call you sufferin' succotash (Sufferin succotash)
One more time
You a looney makin' tunes call you sufferin succotash
I'll set you up to score just like my name Nash
But you a looney makin' tunes
Call you sufferin' succotash (Sufferin Succotash)

Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing

You can't understand
Why I gotta get these bands in hands
Why I gotta take these trips to foreign lands
And why I gotta make these hits, it's my brand
I'm the man, and this is just the territory
I'm in the ocean with fishes, swimmin' with Dory
I'm on my way to glory
I got a pen in my hand
Hear me write my story
It's to the top
It'll happen shortly
And that's a bond
Magic like Orlando
Wave the wand
Watch our sound blow up like we recorded a bomb
Sittin under a palm
Tree
Freelin' the breeze, on my bare feet
One or two baddies with fatties
Layin' next to me
Get nasty in the sand, then hop in the see
Got damn
What a sight to see

Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
I hit a lick a lick, I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Slim and G Tunes bang
Hit a lick wit' yo' chick then I do my thing
Wit' yo chick, wit' yo chick, wit' yo chick