Taylor Narain - Licorice Tea

I got to come on the beat it's so nasty
I need some licorice tea my throat raspy
I got the world in my palm it's sweet actually
Dropping gems on the glass see
Throwing jabs did it classy
Bout how long will this take?
I'm getting antsy
I want my flowers today stop tryna gas me
Keep it real in my face and round the way too
I do this shit here wit grace a lil attitude
Let the haters chit chat
I don't do tit for tat
Plus I don't need that
I let them break they backs
This shit too smooth jack
I like to throw it back
And let my nigga get up on it
Quaking hearts attack
I'm dressed in all black
Protect my auric field
I'm breaking curse through all these verse
Just for the fucking thrill
I'm climbing up the hill
No I'm not jack nor Jill
I'm T Narain bitch
On my terrain bitch
I'll make it rain bitch
Is that your lame click?
We not the same chick
It's such a shame slick
Flow so insane sick
He might not make it
If I got to go off top
Stop it no other option shit

Written by:
Taylor Jeremiah

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