Lik – Abusive Lyrics
Artist: Lik
Song: Abusive
Skinny died in his sleep so i pop jiggas (im sayin)
You would think the glock a freak how it pop n#gg#s (bow bow bow)
Your mans died last week, you was in the car with him (ha)
? takin shots, why we brought the bar with him (damn)
Paid wouldve made it far, now he with the stars
n#gg# know when i pull up and shoot, you can’t really guard n#gg#s (tu tu tu tu)
b#tch tryna f#ck lil head i got large digit
Got the machine off izzo, now they car missin
We gone, we just took a n#gg# scat, now we all slide (skrrr)
Forgot who they playin with, they got all timers
All my hoes still 30 and up, you f#ck all minors
Kid keep gettin in b#llsh#t, i gotta call ?
Dont need no real estate agent this glock gon put you in your pints (yeah)
Its 4 choppas in the whip, b#tch we going on a chase
Im gettin tired man, ain’t nobody out on brace (ha)
Now that wasn’t me that f#cked you did that sh#t when i was laced (haha)
Should i rock out with the glock or should i swing the baby drac (tsh tsh tsh)
My b#tch got a bbl but she keep a pole on her waist (boh)
b#tch im real rich, yall n#gg#s broke as hell (bah)
In 6th grade, he told on me man i know he 12 (you a rat)
You got shot to that label and put on the shelf (you weak as hell)
Izzo glock keep falling bro put on the belt (man put on the belt)
? done broke my neck in gucci think i need some help (shit!)
I got these cubans mixed up i got key sh#t on
b#tch think we hittin bennys, eat pizza rolls (what the f#ck?)
She ain’t from the east side, these inkster hoes (these sum inkster hoes)
20 can prolly punch a house, if this ? (ding)
I can name you after bro, rip freaky though (rip bro)
They mans died last year we should have been gone
Steady all these old #ss n#gg#s makin diss songs
We ain’t in school, how the f#ck yall get sent home?
Cashgang got a roster full of shooters (tu-tu..)
Got a room, ive been hittin her all day, im abusive (im abusive)
She a oklahoma b#tch, wish i wouldve hit her sooner
Put some t#tt#es on the chop, now this b#tch work at ? (hahaha)
I ain’t have a baby yet, but these rap n#gg#s my juniors
We be riding in the hood, call that n#gg# lil stupid
We got dogshit, i ain’t talkin bout maneuvers
Heard the feds in the city, yall done learnt how to maneuver (move smoother)
At the bbq i put my chains in the cooler
Call my 30 drakeo, its the ruler (its the ruler)
Im downtown, gettin lil head on the scooter
She got on last year ?, i had to boot her
(i had to kick that b#tch out the f#cking pent
Dont come over if u ain’t givin ass)
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From the album:
Sahrat Al Aid
Release Year: 2018