(Pre Chorus)

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

(Chorus)

The choppa hoe it’s knocking

It’s knocking on your noggin

Man you know how we comin

Put that 9 on em it’s dumpin

U got nine homies we droppin

Man we find em then we stuff em

Kick em right under the Rug man

Get that bag and then we fumble

For the racks we need that duffle

Son we got money in the luggage

Don’t you make assumptions

This is clean money I got it

Don’t you make assumptions

This is clean money I got it

But I got bloody money too

I might spend it on some shoes

You niggas don’t kno us

But that’ might be what we do

Spend it on some kicks

I got bands for jimmy choos

Call it croc laces yo squad is Runnin loose

Man the monkeys runnin loose

Got banana clips too

Put the monkeys inna suit

We be some Guerillas in that motherfuckin coupe

Shout-out big Sosa I’m not banging red and I’m not bangin blue

No we ain’t smokin tookah

In this fronto I got glue

Put some rounds in his madula

Burn that boi jus like a fuse

Talk down on my kinfolk and I put em on the news

U know big smoke is dessus

Had to look that up on google

Cuz a nigga wasn’t sure

U know u can’t afford

Yo money coming short

My money getting longer cuz I’m working till the morning

(Pre Chorus)

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

(Chorus)

The choppa hoe it’s knocking

It’s knocking on your noggin

Man you know how we comin

Put that 9 on em it’s dumpin

U got nine homies we droppin

Man we find em then we stuff em

Kick em right under the Rug man

Get that bag and then we fumble

For the racks we need that duffle

Son we got money in the luggage

Don’t you make assumptions

This is clean money I got it

Oooh

Oohhh

Yuh I’m woadie wid my woadie wid my woadie

And we chasin paper till we old

Just like this forty

Want rackys bout a hunnid

And this clip it hold bout thirty

I’m straight up out tha mud but you will never do me dirty

(Pre Chorus)

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea

(Chorus)

The choppa hoe it’s knocking

It’s knocking on your noggin

Man you know how we comin

Put that 9 on em it’s dumpin

U got nine homies we droppin

Man we find em then we stuff em

Kick em right under the Rug man

Get that bag and then we fumble

Came for the lick

Came for the brick

Yea yea