Still Hittin Licks

Parkside baby, ****

I don't care about no rap money, I'm still hittin' licks

All my **** solid, we all got stitched lips

Always had real **** 'round me since a kid

Always thought big, always wanted to be rich

These ****, they be lame, they ain't livin' like I live

I just bought a 40 with a fifteen-round clip

I don't even have to, but I just hit another lick

I just hit another lick

I'm ridin' low-key 'cause I'm slidin' with your bitch

**** think we playin', I'll show 'em what time it is

I just bought a new gun, I can't wait to go shoot it

I'll turn shit up, I don't gotta be zooted

Play with me, lil' boy, you must be stupid

I'm a ghetto ****, I don't care about no Ruth Chris

I'll shoot you in your ass like a **** name is Cupid

Suede on the road, where he at? He bringin' blues in

Ayy, bitch, I be where the money be

Don't hit me for no ounce or no G's, only P's

I'm sayin' fuck love 'cause they leave eventually

Shorty say she love me, she don't care 'bout felonies

Naw, I'm just playin', she don't like I'm in the streets

She like, "Why the fuck you still ridin' with a heat?"

She like, "Why you still ridin' with that shit?"

She say I'm actin' like I like jail and shit

I'm a felon, but with her, a **** harmless

Ayy, that shit don't make no sense, 'cause I'm heartless

****, fuck a handout like I'm armless

See, me, I'll get a bag regardless