Hittah Lih

[Verse 1: Mage Mortician]
Slangin' the short wave, bangin' the cocaine
Always in the game, (slow plane) look
I was in the raincoat packin' the Draco
Servin' up fiends for the day, wake up
Pickin' up dough, it's payday
Fuck whatever they say, I was gonna take they lunch
I'mma let 'em ball like an AK, wait
I'mma hit it first like I'm Ray Jay, uh
Yuh, Meth at the show and I'm noddin'
Ain't nothin' go inside me at all, nah, yuh
I'm from the lowest of bottom
I'm bustin' a shot at you all, yuh yuh
I put the base in the oven
The 12 come and knock at my door, yuh yuh
If it's your mansion I'm hoggin'
I'm servin' and cuttin' the raw, yuh yuh
I put your frame on the cross (cross)
I'm from The Land of the Lost (lost)
Blood leakin' out of your mans (damn)
Look like a cannabis sauce (?)
Sit in the whip and they draggin' my cross
Stickin' the clip and the blammer go off
Sniffin' and await out the bag at the (sough)
Rippin' through flesh like it's Cannibal Corpse
Method don't (dozone) the flow
I ain't chosen the blow, I'mma take it and dip (dip)
Look at the glow on my wrist (wrist)
I might go home with your bitch (bitch)
Ain't give a fuck if they notice me
Keep it above, got the potency
You can get cracked with the Louieville
You ain't gon' have (????)

[Chorus: Mage Mortician & Meth Mouth]
I hit a lick, I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Hop out the whip, hop out the whip, hop out the whip
I hit a lick, I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Hop out the whip, hop out the whip, hop out the whip

[Verse 2: Meth Mouth]
Yuh, banger round me like I'm dancing, fag
I got a Draco on me, that's the Widowmaker
Stretch the pussy like a Winnebago
I'mma air it out, I'm a ventilator
Sit her down like a mediator
Movin' that pack, I'mma run that dough
Hittin' these bitches, I flip it and quit it
She callin' me back, like fuck that hoe
Yeah, I got the mask and the ratchet
Smokin' the (lyle) but the hammer inside it (?) (yeah)
All of you rappers are actin'
Holdin' a pound but you not really 'bout it (yeah)
I got a pair where I'm trappin'
Cookin' and movin' them packages, loud it (?)
I put your ass in a casket
Look like you doin' the mannequin challenge (damn)
You got the mommy and daddy money
We got the hustler and trapper money
We got your daughter tied up in the corner you better come up with the ransom money
Swirvin' and sippin' the codio (?)
Purple and pink got me floaty
I give a fuck if she pregnant
I turn that bitch to a dolphin
We used to smuggle the rock (rock)
Mobbin' and floodin' the block (block)
You are not ready to die (no)
I'll pull the gun on a cop (wow)
I got one foot in the grave
Ride with the thumper on top of my lap
It is too late, I cannot be saved
Knife to your jugular, not comin' back

[Chorus: Mage Mortician & Meth Mouth]
I hit a lick, I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Hop out the whip, hop out the whip, hop out the whip
I hit a lick, I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Hop out the whip, hop out the whip, hop out the whip
Yah