Letra Hit a lick (feat. nocap) Tink

Hit a lick (feat. nocap)

Hit a lick with you
Get rich with you
I'll lay somebody down all for you
Flip a brick for you
Tote a stick for you
'Cause I'm the realest bitch around

I ain't fronting when I say I got your back
That's a fact
I ain't playing about you, this is just what it is
And I'm on that
(I would) flip a brick for you
Send a hit for you
'Cause I'm the realest bitch around

Got a bitch to hold you down and pick up all your problems
Matching rollies in our Rolls, we be doing shit for fun
When it was smoke with such and such, we turned him to a strain
Took some charges that you had, I had to charge it to the game

I could not fuck up the brand no more, ten toes when I stand straight
Why it always be my fault? I'm a real bitch, not man-made
Can't be touching and fucking to part ways
This pussy will always be your safe space
Yeah

What I did for you
Private jet, a trip for two
Off the coast, Pacific view
Trick on me, I trick on you
Street bitch, I don't give no fuck
Hold your gun inside my clutch
They don't want no smoke with us, no, no

Hit a lick with you
Get rich with you
I'll lay somebody down all for you
Flip a brick for you
Tote a stick for you
'Cause I'm the realest bitch around
I ain't fronting when I say I got your back
That's a fact
I ain't playing about you, that's just what it is
And I'm on that
(I would) flip a brick for you
Send a hit for you
'Cause you're the realest shit around

I trust you, let you tote my gun, sometimes you roll up my weed
Girl, I'm so fucked up 'bout this bond, I never want to be free
I went back to her, came back to you, I know you the one
And every time I cause you hurt, I end up buying you something
Put you in the jet, put you in the Cat
Wonder why your driveway turn into a zoo
None of them hoes, they ain't in your league
And none of her friends can't fuck with your crew
Whatever they make, you spend it here
Take you out of state, right back to the trap
Ain't got the keys, we taking the train
Talk to the lawyer, then we lay down the bank
You know secrets I don't even tell my homies
Not falling back from you, I'm with you through the summer
Four gloves, two masks, four guns, two bags
Move wrong, get hurt
Put a bullet in the clerk

Hit a lick with you
Get rich with you
I'll lay somebody down all for you
Flip a brick for you
Tote a stick for you
'Cause I'm the realest bitch around
I ain't fronting when I say I got your back
That's a fact
I ain't playing about you, this is just what it is
And I'm on that
Flip a brick for you
Send a hit for you
'Cause I'm the realest bitch around