MIO - FIRSTLICK

Don't forget that hoodie, uh, don't forget that mask, nah
Bring some spare gloves, uh, and a extra bag, yeah
Now it's time to find a steamer, preferably no tags, yeah
Ms. Johnson just got her taxes, I know where she stashed it,uh

Pull into the residence, we turn off the lights, yeah
Hit the back window, all of my niggas creepin' through the night
One of my niggas colorblind, all he see is black and white
Seen some jewelry on the dresser, and I had to strike it

Went to the bedroom, uh, seen a lot of shhh
Don't make no noise, nigga, you gon' wake up the kids
I heard she drive a Beamer, I know where the keys is
Go grab the rest of that shit, so we can leave the crib

Didn't even know I was doin' street shit at a young age
Nawfside drewghanistan Eastgate, that bitch a gun range , uh
Wash my neighbor car then joy ride it that bitch was sunbathing, uh
Nigga, if I hit this lick right, we could be rich in one play, uh

Young nigga, uh, I was bad as hell, yeah
First lick, heart beatin' fast as hell, uh
Take that shit up off her dresser, but I hope she can't tell
Hope my niggas don't say nothin' when they get interviewed by 12, yeah

We was bustin' moves, uh, but you was really frozen, yeah
By the way, they wear them masks, we the inspiration for COVID
Started carryin' blicks that's when my pride got swollen, uh
Started smellin' myself, my mama couldn't control me, Cleveland

Big boss blvlnd', uh, it is I, nigga, uh
You ridin' with your niggas, uh, then you can die with em
Fresh to death, nigga, my closet in the sky, nigga, uh
Never been no bitch, and I'ma bust that fire quicker, yeah

Niggas thinkin' they the plug, ain't even a socket, yeah
Took a trip to Indiana, took off like a rocket, uh
Tell that bitch she gettin' on my nerves, she need to stop it, uh
Ho, you ain't more valuable than this perk in my pocket, uh

My brain and heart lead me wrong, so I go with my gut, uh
Choppa with the blade and the Deon da don in the cut, Cleveland
Play with Mizo, then them lil niggas hit you up, yeah
Ain't nothin' up, but best believe you gon' be stuck, yeah

Don't forget that hoodie, uh, don't forget that mask, nah
Bring some spare gloves, uh, and a extra bag, yeah
Now it's time to find a steamer, preferably no tags, yeah
Miss Johnson just got her taxes, I know where she stashed it,uh

Pull into the residence, we turn off the lights, yeah
Hit the back window, all of my niggas creepin' through the night
One of my niggas colorblind, all he see is black and white
Seen some jewelry on the dresser, and I had to strike it

Yeah, once the lick hit, we gon' buy a new Fit
I'ma fuck a thick bitch, we on rich shit
We gettin' paper, smokin' flavor
Exotic what's zo say

Water, water, water
We finna do this shit, mane
Yeah

Written by:
Micah Clark

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