Jazz Cartier - Itchin For A Lick

Lyrics

We're dead, we're dead, we're dead

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say "He fell off", it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come, for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin'  train
Baby want some money, just so can get a lip stain
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick

Yeah
Lookin' at my bales, where my motherfuckin' at? (Where my money?)
Deep inside the Hills, show 'em a place where it ain't sunny at
Woah, it's a wrap
You might get your tummy tat
Hundreds and a gram of baking soda, this a mummy rap
I do what I want
I pull up to the , I been smokin' on a blunt
I don't even smoke on blunts
You not a boss, you got laid off
Cuzzi got Cartier shades on
Cuban link on me like Raekwon
And he was 
And my thoughts paralyze, it's paranoid mind, woah
Held up in a cell, I've been  mankind
I've been steppin' on mines, takin' what's mine
This time I'ma run it up, set the bar, fuck it up, woah

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say "He fell off", it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come, for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that, nigga
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin'  train
Baby want some money, just so can get a lip stain
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick

Ayy
Cash man, give me all the money in the register
Backhand, I can knock competitors or federal
Black man number, dirty money, got my credit up
Ain't no Batman, nowadays I'm movin' like the Riddler
Lie to the pussy, the truth gon' hurt
I was riding 'round the city, in a two-tone 'vert
Heartbreak, on hurt (Ooh)
Don't get hooked on perks (Yeah)
Niggas missin' for the struggle, wanna click for the perks
And my last bitch, used to strip
Ass fat, super thick
Could've stayed with her, but she never went to school
And shit I stunt, I flex, I don't get checked
I place my bets, then win, what's next?
J alive

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say "He fell off", it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come, for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that, nigga, woah
She wanna spend the night, where your bitch at nigga?
Heard you  in the pipe, gotta clip that nigga?
Don't need playin' with your life, push that shit back, nigga
If I got it, tell 'em twice, they gon' miss that
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin'  train
Baby want some money, just so can get a lip stain
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick