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2 tethers - lil lik & stickz (mi) lyrics

[intro: lil lik]
(y’all can’t f*ck with melly)
yop, yop, yop
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
b*tch, i’m thuggin’, hold on, i’m thuggin’ right now, b*tch, they gotta let me off this f*ckin’ box
hold on

[verse 1: lil lik]
my uncle taught me i’m the big picture
these n*ggas always dissin’ me, that’s why i diss n*ggas
she ain’t suckin’ d*ck, then i can merch and i’m gon’ dismiss her
i f*cked this b*tch for two hours, but i didn’t kiss her
you think i’m lyin’? i f*cked this b*tch for two hours, i can merch i didn’t kiss her
b*tch on d*ck, steady sayin’ she miss me, i don’t miss her
the whole gang f*cked that b*tch, you can’t fix her
the judge confusing me, he in the courtroom sayin’ big words
she keep callin’, man, i’m finna block this b*tch
bae, i’m sad right now, can you just pull up and mop my sh*t?
i’m bein’ humble, when i get off tether, i’ma pop my sh*t
for real, aight
if we don’t trust him, we gon’ k!ll him, when i’m drunk, b*tch, i’m litty
do not call my phone back to back like that, b*tch, i’m busy
i gotta hit this b*tch with a condom, her lil’ p*ss get risky
if you on your period, suck my d*ck and let me suck them titties
in 2011, lil lik was a bad kid
this b*tch think she this and all that, b*tch, stop draggin’
i’m goin’ to the movies to see bad boys with a bad b*tch
i ain’t f*cked this b*tch since february, that sh*t past tense
well, b*tch, you gettin’ f*cked today
boy, we know exactly where you at, you gettin’ touched today
my opps be inside the county jail tryna duck a fade
b*tch, if you wanna spend the night, you gotta f*ck to stay
i be out of town for so f*ckin’ long
my mama check my lo’, then she call my phone like, “you a runaway”
i’m off two percs, this n*gga movin’ wrong
then i’ma get p*ssed off and show my k!ller sk!lls and try to bust a brain
if i’m competing with my brother, it’s a money race
i hit her with that, “i got somethin’ to do,” she got the funny face
i’m on a high*speed with the state police, i ain’t finna touch the brakes
i know we haven’t talked in like three weeks, i’m tryna f*ck today
[verse 2: stickz]
i’m finna take this b*tch to northern high and f*ck her in the whip
they treat me like i’m famous, i just keep on doin’ normal sh*t
b*tton on the back of this glock, boy, this ain’t no normal bl!ck
i’m buildin’ up my generation wealth, can’t have no normal kids
if i hit him with this drac’, i bet he die from it
she f*cked me and the gang and got put out, you laid beside the b*tch
you don’t wanna talk about them b’s, we been slimin’ sh*t
you actin’ bougie, stuck*up, and bad, b*tch, what sign you is?
hold on, my curfew end at 10, bro, what time it is?
your brother was a rat and he got smoked, now he a flyin’ pig
keep talkin’ ’bout she tryna find a ride, lil’ b*tch, ride this d*ck
my opps up on a airplane right now, let’s send a flyin’ blitz
i put d*ck all in her mouth, boy, that is not your b*tch
glock 21, switch, kriss vect’, that’s why they call me stickz
that b*tch in love with me, i f*ck her with my hips
you try to run, it ain’t no duckin’ me, gon’ get your dumb ass tripped
now your brother gone
he tryna hit that p*ssy, so don’t ask me what my brother on
i hit at least three hoes a day when i was on sloan
don’t come down the street the wrong way, you might not make it home

- lil lik stickz mi lyrics

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