Lick Shots

[Intro]
Robbie Anthem
Serious

[Verse 1: J Man]
Ayo I gotta flip, been through alot of shit
It's all politics, shoulda had the scholarship
But I was eating porridge ridge
Couple niggas on my wing peeling oranges
My lifestyle, I adopted this
With Twitter, you couldn't follow this
It's like a hollow tip, my trap name's anonymous
Yo, I grind cuz something gotta give
I could bill a line and get it jumping like a horror flip
Fresh from beating a drug case
Zino 1 base, wipe the look off a thug's face, nigga
It's Church Road that I'm reppin
On a James Bond ting, got 2 O's and a 7
2 O's gone by 7, now just came off the bench
Kilo gets the Lethal B, all I say is Dench
Flippin out in something French, got something for your inch chest
45's, both sides like a bench press

[Hook: Fatz]
Nines, you know we run this block
I ain't joking like Chris Rock
Say the word and I'll lick shots
Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch
My nigga say the word and then I lick shots

[Verse 2: Youngs Teflon]
I've been on road since Starburst was opal fruits
Everybody knows tef I'm a local yute
I spent my teen years selling draws with pokers on us
My young ting with coolie hair, I can her Pocahontas
I'm ugly in this concrete jungle
Running from Columbo, used to wear Umbro
Now its double C Chanel buckles where my gun go
Spanish long nose, eric loud like dumbo
My ace [?] cuz I have the right snort
We had a chemistry, Andy Cole and Dwight Yorke
And I don't like courts, cuz I don't like pork
I like loud sticks that sound like guy fawkes
Hood chicks love me cuh I'm gangster but I'm classy
Hood pricks know not to cross me, I'm a Nazi
Storming through my ghetto hyped, my squad narsty
All my clothes sarcy, blow my clip barcy

[Hook: Fatz]
Nines, you know we run this block
I ain't joking like Chris Rock
Say the word and I'll lick shots
Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch
My nigga say the word and then I lick shots

[Verse 3: Nines]
I just got a strap link for the smoothest P
Nines in a box like you googled me
I'm coppin like 2 or 3 (Uh!)
I need a transit with all this food coming
Can't catch me sliding with this ice, it ain't cool running
With all these bricks, how can my stack go low
My piff's louder then a ratchet hoe
My wrist is hurting, all these bricks I'm whipping
The prices are the lowest like Mrs Griffin
My YG called me asking if I had a Q
I said you need it white or pink like Majin Buu
I need a sealer cuz all this weed's smelly
Turn 1 into 3 when I'm tap dancing like Gene Kelly
I'm out here in the jungle like Ant and Dec
Still flying birds cah I ain't got the mansion yet
Fuck the other side, all the man there are moist
Fly guy take a chick just for banter like Joyce
It's Nines

[Hook: Fatz]
Nines, you know we run this block
I ain't joking like Chris Rock
Say the word and I'll lick shots
Them niggas know what time it is like a Swiss watch
My nigga say the word and then I lick shots