Finna Hit a Lick - Lil B

6 Kiss

Nigga I’m hitting licks nigga

All you bitch ass hoes nigga

Went to his house and you know I’m taking everything

Early morning driver, stolen car, smoking Mary Jane

Bruh think I’m flexin' cause I’m talking like a big shot

Bet my young ass show him money he ain’t never got

Told him like this «I don’t care, do you give a fuck?»

Hit a few liquor stores, you know I ain’t paying nothing

Don’t pay shit cause I’m robbing like a Jay Rock

Robbing like a dope fiend, even take the wristwatch

Ching ching ching, pawn shop be my main bitch

Ching ching ching, gold mouth, with a bad bitch

Girls on my dick cause I’m flexin', hot boy shit

Caught a high bucks shit, lunch and I’m service this

What you really need?

I’m a young Santa Claus

And I’m coming in the crib with the goons, and a bomb

Gold in my mouth, I’m a pretty boy gangster

With the cops on my ass, hand-cuffed to my ankles like a bitch

Yes, I’m finna hit a lick, yeah, I’m finna rob a bitch

Yes, I’m finna hit a lick, yeah, I’m finna rob a bitch

Yes, I’m finna hit a lick, yeah, I’m finna rob a bitch

Yes, I’m finna hit a lick, yeah, I’m finna rob a bitch

Yeah I’m hitting licks, yeah I’m pushing zips

Got lick money, got trap money

Everybody say that I’m a young ass bitch

'Til I caught my first case now I’m a thug ass bitch

Yeah I’m hitting licks, yeah I’m pushing zips

Got lick money, got trap money

Everybody say that I’m a young ass bitch

'Til I caught my first case now I’m a thug ass bitch

Ask me what is shaking, you know what’s shakin'

Ten stolen cars and I run like Troy Aikman

Make the hood hot cause I’m bringing back profit

OG’s said B you know you gotta stop it

So I went harder, it really ain’t matter

I’m like a girl scout but I ain’t have no cookies

I had a real goon that’ll tie up your family

Cut the thing down, put 'em right in his sock

I’m up all night cause I’m finna go plat

Caught the BART train to the East Oakland spot

Hit the dirty 30's with my dope fiend partner

He buying up dope, I’m just watching

He said he sniff rocks, it don’t make me different

Make me go hard when I’m on a dead mission

I’m on the back seat of a pimp caddy-caddy

We driving around with dope in the baggie

Pressure, he’ll do anything off the powder

And his goal was to put the pipe like clam chowder

I’m in the lick for the money shit and the power

A young skinny nigga, so I couldn’t be a coward

I get in a nigga shit, with a mask on my face and some bo on my lips, nigga

I get in a nigga shit, with a mask on my face and some bo on my lips, nigga

Yeah that’s that real hitting lick shit

You know what I mean?

Lil B for Little Boss

I ain’t never been playing with this thang

10 thangs on them thangs

Why you think I got this 40 Licks tatoo on my throat?

Not for the bitches

That’s cause I hit 40 licks, you know what I mean?

Real shit nigga, 6 Kiss

You can only hear it here

Lil B for Little Boss

Welcome to my world

Yeah, pretty boy shit