Play Pica**o - Lick x Drive You Crazy lyrics

Yeah [Verse 1] Look, bustin' out the [?], I got a b**h [?] I will never run off from the plug that got me keyed up Baby, it's so many Franklins in my sh** you think a n***a know Aretha (Yeah, uh) Bustin' out the [?], I got a b**h [?] [Interlude] [Verse 2] I'mma, I'mma go easy on you n***as I'mma go easy I'm lying, really coming for these n***as this time It's a full-time job tryna keep 'em in line Yellin' [?] giving n***as the stretcher I could k** your whole team combined, who want pressure? More than a n***a that's balling, I need [?] More than a Miami papi that's on a jetski Ice on Wayne, whole chain no Gretzki When I start winning don't your rap n***as text me Grinning at the view of your corpses in a fortress 'Bout to make Forbes list, everything is gorgeous Indoor B-ball courts, where the floor [?] Still running sh** like forces in an orphanage Blog n***as getting they core clicks off of horse sh** Rap n***as all at they peak, I got the door slit All-star islands, cigar smiling Drive a couple miles south at the beach, b**hes start wildin' I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence Bunch of 'lil n***as still in hot cars wildin' Tops chopped off 'till the cops start wildin' and the cop cars find us What you remind us, wintertime climates [?] b**hes that dry-line us I have no infatuation with n***as, only made the money cumming, masturbating to digits Matter fact I'm on tour [?] the figures Used to be in low income, now see the show, it come sh** would make you sick, meaning of a gross income I deserve every dollar here and then some And I pray I never dress like 'yall Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw Umbrellas on my sweater from b**hes that send the weather Blowing kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw I, never lose, never snooze, cracking Kristoff sipping Y'all pimping on another cruise [?] from another n***as pedestals On the top, clock ticking on you other dudes Think I'm typing on a site with all these W's Only watching for broke n***as busting moves My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screaming "rock-a-bye-baby" Bad b**h just touched down, she Tom Brady Me I'm Tom Ford, there's more to the Concord I been in the jungle, n***a, broke and on my last You was on the feet, n***a I was on my a** You was in the sheets, n***as, I was in the [?] You was in the gla** n***a, I was on the dash Hustlin' in corner swearing I wasn't gonna Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner Fane was a beautiful b**h, so I joined her Came now I'm looking for chips [?] I remained, all summer all fall Still getting money when the wheels fall off Real last n***as even when it's called off Real a** n***a even when it's all off