Lil' B

[fox69]

"Finna Hit A Lick"

"Finna Hit A Lick"


6 Kiss
Nigga I'm hitting licks nigga
All you bitch ass hoes nigga

Went to his house and you know I'm taking everything
Early morning driver, stolen car, smoking Mary Jane
Bruh think I'm flexin' cause I'm talking like a big shot
Bet my young ass show him money he ain't never got
Told him like this "I don't care, do you give a fuck?"
Hit a few liquor stores, you know I ain't paying nothing
Don't pay shit cause I'm robbing like a Jay Rock
Robbing like a dope fiend, even take the wristwatch
Ching ching ching, pawn shop be my main bitch
Ching ching ching, gold mouth, with a bad bitch
Girls on my dick cause I'm flexin', hot boy shit
Caught a high bucks shit, lunch and I'm service this
What you really need? I'm a young Santa Claus
And I'm coming in the crib with the goons, and a bomb
Gold in my mouth, I'm a pretty boy gangster
With the cops on my ass, hand-cuffed to my ankles like a bitch

Yes, I'm finna hit a lick, yeah, I'm finna rob a bitch
Yes, I'm finna hit a lick, yeah, I'm finna rob a bitch
Yes, I'm finna hit a lick, yeah, I'm finna rob a bitch
Yes, I'm finna hit a lick, yeah, I'm finna rob a bitch

Yeah I'm hitting licks, yeah I'm pushing zips
Got lick money, got trap money
Everybody say that I'm a young ass bitch
'Til I caught my first case now I'm a thug ass bitch

Yeah I'm hitting licks, yeah I'm pushing zips
Got lick money, got trap money
Everybody say that I'm a young ass bitch
'Til I caught my first case now I'm a thug ass bitch

Ask me what is shaking, you know what's shakin'
Ten stolen cars and I run like Troy Aikman
Make the hood hot cause I'm bringing back profit
OG's said B you know you gotta stop it
So I went harder, it really ain't matter
I'm like a girl scout but I ain't have no cookies
I had a real goon that'll tie up your family
Cut the thing down, put 'em right in his sock
I'm up all night cause I'm finna go plat
Caught the BART train to the East Oakland spot
Hit the dirty 30's with my dope fiend partner
He buying up dope, I'm just watching
He said he sniff rocks, it don't make me different
Make me go hard when I'm on a... mission
I'm on the back seat of a pimp caddy-caddy
We driving around with dope in the baggie
Pressure, he'll do anything off the powder
And his goal was to put the pipe like clam chowder
I'm in the lick for the money shit and the power
A young skinny nigga, so I couldn't be a coward

I get in a nigga shit, with a mask on my face and some bo on my lips, nigga
I get in a nigga shit, with a mask on my face and some bo on my lips, nigga

Yeah that's that real hitting lick shit
You know what I mean?
Lil B for Little Boss
I ain't never been playing with this thang
10 thangs on them thangs
Why you think I got this 40 Licks tatoo on my throat?
Not for the bitches
That's cause I hit 40 licks, you know what I mean?
Real shit nigga, 6 Kiss
You can only hear it here
Lil B for Little Boss
Welcome to my world
Yeah, pretty boy shit

 

[fox69]

"Flash"

"Flash"


You Know we are going all the way nigga
We want everything in this bank, bitch
Ya feel me
What we do
Na bitch I'm talking about what we really do that Basedworld
We legends niggas we broke and rich at the same damn time

Now I'm back its official like asap, writing all day you think I use my backpack
Sleeping in the booth, got my pen and my nap-sack
I got the dope beats, where the fiends wait
For their peacemaker, bitch nigga wanna back back
If it ain't rap acts, more like street war
Show you
About three more
Ask them, niggas say I'm dope but its magic
How I consistently make hits with a passion
Even mick burn burn rappers like mattress
Niggas tries to sleep, man sleep on the mattress
Niggas talking all that shit, Wonder why you got your ass kicked
Pulling the mask down can't see though black tint
Makes sure niggas feel the pain
Make em past tense
Blowin' on grapes, got me stuck
Where my keys at
Niggas got beat so I'm asking where the keys at
The dope stay right and the reason like to see base
Make sure my face monotone with a smooth pace
I ain't no sucker, hold my nuts where my cash at
Best friend's right, bet my heart that's the wrap bitch
Mama on top, I spit a sixth, safety flat
Niggas give me whips, I'm a bring you two keys back
Learn to mask my feelings in the projects, ask him
Two more questions, this action
Most niggas funny, but peace ain't laughin'
God lookin' down like "children what happened"
The streets and the turf done raised more static
Optional package, start flashin'
The Glock touch your head, back like waxin
The shotty touch your chest, you flip back like aerobics
Kickstand, kick-flip, nigga when I showed it
Most niggas got it, but they can't even hold it
Po-po give'em two strikes, it's magic
I ain't gonna say but y'all bitches is bastards niggas
I rip through that plastic
Too many haters, snitches wanna become a fashion
Ask no hoes for nothin', give'em some flashes
Bitch, actin' like a bastard
I flash. Flash, bitch. Flash. I go hard
Based God

 

[fox69]

"Flex 36"

"Flex 36"


Everybody know about me, do you feel me?
I'm a tell you why we in this mothafucking we're going crazy man,
Hey man, this the mothafucking bitch my task for his party
Base boy party, you already know we thuggin'

I need some bitches, I need some bitches,
I need some bitches, I need some bitches.
I need some ratchets, I need some ratchets,
I need some ratchets, I need some ratchets.

Bought the Bentley coop, 'cause a nigga never had it,
Bitch suck my dick, I'm a show you who ratchet,
Bitch got a problem, ask me what's happenin',
Bitch call me ratchet, naw bitch you're a faggot,
Fuck a little B, I'm a show you bout magic,
Bitch suck my dick, then I'll ask her what happened,
Bitch call me ratchet, know I got problems,
Uh, I'm a eat the bitch vagina,
1 2 3, 1 2 3, shit shut the...
Stop pausing my damn beat,
Fuck it, okay, don't pause the beat, bitch you know you're a freak,
Fuck the base God, and I know Lil B.

I need some bitches, I need some bitches,
I need some bitches, I need some bitches.
I need some ratchets, I need some ratchets,
I need some ratchets, I need some ratchets.
Ahhhhhhh I need some bitches.

OKAY
Flex 36, I'm the pretty bitch,
Nigga stole my swag, now I have to hit tha lick,
Young BasedGod I got bitches off the rip,
Came to the club man and bitches on my dick,
Look at me, I'm Little B
Ball in the street I'm a tell about me,
Strap with the Mack, swag in the back,
Came from the squad, like damn Fort Bragg,
Stephen Curry BasedGod, Donald Trump BasedGod,
Bitches suck my dick, I'm a tell you bout the Based Bot,
Coming up to bat, I'm a show you about A-Rod,
Bitch get a face lift, straight in the matrix,
Bitch suck my dick 'cause my nuts are like crazy,
Got the 4-4, I'm a take it slow,
Bitch know me, you know I stay in it,
Flexing 10 bitches on the days the Thanksgiving
Mhm, I'm amazing, switchin location, I'm in places,
Young BasedGod-I got a bitch that was racist,
Flex 20 bitches and they swear that I'm crazy,
Fuck 20 bitches and I went to the navy,
Lose my swag, you must be crazy,
I got 10 bitches I stay concentrating,
I got a lot of bitches so I'm never masturbating.

Ahhhhhhhhh, I need some bitches.

 

[fox69]

"Flexin Maury Povich"

"Flexin Maury Povich"


Oh my God Lil B, you still fuckin' bitches
Oh my God BasedGod, what are you doing today
Lil B you have so many bitches
You have so many bitches, I need to borrow one
You been a pretty boy, you been swagging
You been owning swag, you been starting everything
You been startng all the trends
Oh my God BasedGod, you started all the trends
Oh my God, you got a couple bitches
Oh my God BasedGod, I wanna come to BasedWorld
Do you really got all these bitches?

Young BasedGod came straight from the gutta
Flexin' armstrong in that Bentley 200
Flexin Maybach, tote the strap and I'm gutta
.45s and I'm trapping out the Honda
Yeah I'm so Honda, still doing numbers
Twelve cell phones and I look like Kurt Angle
Call me Perry Saturn, bitches don't matter (Figaro)
25 bitches wanna fuck me after (Figaro)
Fuck 10 bitches and they wanna pay me cash
Yeah I'm so Honda flexin' baby Hummer
Tiny shirt, under still doing number
15 bitches but that's just (BasedGod)
Bitch I'm R. Kelly, age is just a number (Figaro)
Call me BasedGod bitch I look like Usher (Figaro)
Flexin' pink shirts and I'm still doing number (Mwuah)
Still in the hood I'm 100% Gutta

Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich (Figaro)
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'

Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich (Figaro)
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'

I can't bark bark, I don't talk to the people (woop)
Young BasedGod got swag from the free throw (BasedGod)
Yeah I'm selling jerry but that's not illegal (BasedGod)
Still selling jerry like I came out of Richmond
I'm 200 like [?]
West Oakland love me, East Oakland love me (Figaro)
Flexin' baby shirts, no it's not funny
I think I'm Deezy Dolla, yeah I'm so loaded
Still selling jerry and I never did laundry
Flexin' Rick Ross and I know E-40
Call me Cat Stack cause I fuck ya and burn ya
Young BasedGod got bitches that are Persian
Young BasedGod flexin' 10 and he serving (serving)
Young BasedGod made a livin' and an earnin' (BasedGod)
Young BasedGod is a nerd and a thug (Figaro)
Girl choose up when I came in the club

Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'
Flexin' Maury Povich, flexin' Maury Povich
Still strapped up, everythang goin'

 

[fox69]

"Flexin Maybach Remix"

"Flexin Maybach Remix"


Throw them cents up, throw them cents up
Throw them guns up, throw them cents up
This a maze girl party, based boy
Bitch I flex Bentley and I flex Maybach
These niggas ain't my friends, I already know that
Ya already know thi Glassface, it's Lil B

These niggas ain't my friends when I'm dealin with ends
If I was in the pen niggas would love me to death
But they wouldn't write shit and they want 6's
So it's fuck them niggas and fuck them bitches
She layin back, in here for my bitches
Never sold out as Lord is my witness
Niggas keep it real, I'll respect these bitches
Bitch lyin, cookin dope in the kitchen
Tell me these niggas holdin extensions
G full 5 cause you know that I'm trippin
56 bitches and they call me Scottie Pippen
I'm a flex dirty, I'm a be a young nigga
Slingin that birdie, catch me in the hood
Bitch, and I'm totin that 30
Call me Mr. Magic, I'm a tell you bout your everything
Bitch I'm the boss, I ain't gon flex
2 way bitch and I ain't talkin bout the sex
I'm a tell you this, I'm a player with the tact
I'm a be a bitch, I'm a play for respect
Mhm, I'm player that

I'm a call bitches, I've got that yea
4-54 with that fuckin hatchback
126 numbers, how you love that?
Call me Glassface, no servin

Bitch, fuck with me, ya ain't murkin me

 

[fox69]

"Flexin Maybak"

"Flexin Maybak"


[Intro:]
I'm a tell you who I know, I know Lil B
I know the BasedGod, I'm a tell you couple moe people
That I know that's not very important
If it ain't lil b, if it ain't the basedgod I don't care no moe
I don't wanna know, fuck em I'm a tell you somethin

[Verse:]
Bitch, this is myspace (FUCK OFF!)
Tell you bout my place (SUCK MY DICK!)
The ho suck my dick cause I had a fuckin migraine
56 bitches suck my dick cause I'm John Wayne
Went to the party left out in the maybak
25 stacks for the engine can you pay that
Everybody know that the Glock push ya fade back
My names lil b you can call me pass-a-jack
Suckas stole my money Stupid Bitch, you can take that
I'm a fuckin scrape that
Catch me at the race track
Bettin on a horse in a New Oakland A's hat
Live by the code and I never will break that
Nigga wanna rob me I'm a have to shake that
I'm a show you who the fuckin' bitch I don't play that
Under 25 and I'm flexin new maybak
Bitch kiss my ass and I know you suckas hate that
Young BasedGod My bitches suck my Dick
I'm good I'm great
Fuck em! Fuck me! (I'm Excellent)
Fuck these bitches!
This is good, I'm a tell you what's real
This is real, this raw

 

[fox69]

"Flexin Rick Ross"

"Flexin Rick Ross"


Word around town I fucked your bitch
Flexin Rick Ross, I'm that pretty bitch
Its the BasedGod [x4]

Flexing tiny shirts with a bag
Still selling Jerry and I'm still selling swag
Selling Fetty Wap and I sell Mike Jones
12 cellphones, the pretty bitch home
Still selling Jerry and I might got Maury
12 cellphones, fat bitches keep calling
I sell fat bitches and I sell off skinny
I fuck fat bitches and I still fuck skinny
I fuck fat bitches when I remix the work
I don't got bitches, I got a lot of perf
I fuck fat bitches, I don't get tired
I sell bitches and I flash on my bitches
BasedGod

Word around town I fucked your bitch
Flexin Rick Ross, I'm that pretty bitch
Its the BasedGod [x4]

Selling fat bitches and I remix skinny
Selling Fetty Wap you ain't never seen Fetty
Flexing Kurt Angle and I look like Nelly
10 cellphones, bitch you never met Nelly
You never met Wayne
You never met Pimp C
Never met Kanye
Never met Jay Z
Selling fat bitches and I sell off Jerry
Word around town bitch you never met Fetty
Still serving swag and I sell Jerry
10 cellphones bitch you never met Fetty
Flexing fat bitches and I sell off skinny
Beat up my bitches and I fuck fat bitches

Word around town I fucked your bitch
Flexin Rick Ross, I'm that pretty bitch
Its the BasedGod [x4]

 

[fox69]

"Flowers Rise"

"Flowers Rise"


Yeah, uh, (humming) duh-duh daaaa duh-duh daaa duh da...

Nigga got beef, I fuck with ya
I don't give a fuck
Talk shit, get stuck where the flowers rise
Underground ass niggas, pussy in ya face
Put no albums out, but you got twelve mixtapes
Can't get beats, cause producers won't fuck with ya
Say you killin' people in ya rhymes you a stunt double
Livin with cha partners, talk, not even sellin (uh)
You was an old Pepsi can, wouldn't even sell Coke
I'm burnin' all rivals
I'm a survivor
Not promoting bullshit, I'm just keepin it honest
And to all the kids, you don't gotta sell drugs
Being a thug is a fashion
That's why I stay laughin'

You get in too deep, you'll find out what happens
I know a couple people dead, but I'm a keep it rappin'...

Keep my head to the sky, ex-out distractions
That's him with the mac on 'em
Flag, taught me
Things I couldn't learn from subtraction
I'm only addin' like the boy that took the Al out of Aladdin
I'm so lonely on this pony
Riding over the sunlight, ah
Way past your head, I'm...

I go to sleep where ya brunch at
I don't be playin' with some cats
Life choices so critical;
One step you're here, the next one, you be invisible

Its our war (I was born into a war)

I'm livin on the other side of magic mountain
I'm loving every body, and I'm a keep it comin
Stay with me, that mac 50
Man I stay blunted
I got love in my heart, way before the money
So when I open up my heart, it start floatin to me

(Humming) buh duh duhh duh-duh duhhhh...

 

[fox69]

"Fmbn"

"Fmbn"


05 Fuck Em mixtape nigga
What it do?
I'm the number one draft pick
I got a lot of bitches Lil B

Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga

I fuck ya bitches too
I got bitches too
2 bitches, 1 me
I'm Mr. Scrooge
I screw your bitch
I rob the house
That was Marvin's house
I got the guns in house
I got the guns outside
I'm dirty mackin
Like dirty mackin
Up early stacking
On the strip
Looking at these bitches hunting
By the corner
Looking at that ghetto ass
I want a lot of bitches
I want a lot of cash
I fucked her in her ass
And then I gave her swag
Ya feel me?
I'm a tell you pussy niggas
About this, 05 Fuck Em
We coming hard nigga, what it do?

Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga

Lil B got bitches I'm so jealous
When I die
I hope there's bitches in heaven
I'm fucking bitches
I'm in they mouth
50 grand shows, this is not real
100 grand shows, that's my deal
Put me on stage, and I show my skills
And I fuck these bitches
But fuck these bitches
Keep it real though
Man I love these bitches
I need ass and head
I need head and ass
Come fuck the boss
Entry lead to cash
I'm a fuck these bitches
You wouldn't think I'm angry
Cus I'm fucking bitches
I'm happy about that
Maybach blew it back
Don't forget me bitch
Never forget the bitch
And respect the bitch
You? feel me
I'm a tell you who's the captain
Hundred million, hundred million
I'm a tell you what it do

Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Fuck my bitch nigga
Quit acting scared
And fuck my bitch nigga

 

[fox69]

"Fonk Aint Dead"

"Fonk Aint Dead"


Like I said, we riding around the Bay right now
I was telling y'all before, it's a lot of love out here
But it's a lot of fonk going on, you feel me?
It's a lot of problems, a lot of people got a lot of problems
And they solving them

Man the flows that I spit leave niggas ecstatic
I guess that's why I spit dope, niggas kick the habit
And the pump make a niggas jump farther than rabbits
And I got slapped for the trunk man harder to manage
And you see my pockets fill with something greener than cabbage
I get cheaffured around man I sleep in the carriage
The shots that I flow leave your body like Mary
Never leave my gun man you think I was married
And I'm a cold nigga, man, picture me Harry
And... cause sorcerer's stone like Harry
I'm a Pot-head, niggas ask me twice, man, I never been scary
Before I take yo life man I call you like a Jerry
Niggas calling out your life man, I'm feelin' your family
Bitch niggas wonder how you can't stand me
I guess I'm Manny, like a tool I'm all fine and dandy
See your daughter screaming "Mom, I miss my Daddy!"
You fucking bitch

Man, that fonk ain't dead
Bitch niggas ain't scared
I ain't never been mad, bitch, that fonk ain't dead
Putting pressure on a bitch, show him what it is
Putting pressure on a bitch, show him what it is

Thugged out like them boys down in PC
Home made hand guns, believe me
Eating fonk like, it ain't right
BasedWorld, keep it positive some might
Try to put you in the grave cause they jealous
But I will hold a MAC like a ho who is selling
Niggas try to ho me cause I'm not Too $hort
But the game in my court
Uh, bitch why you step this before
Man, quit acting bitch you will never, before and
BasedWorld, we will never steer you wrong
Uh, and motherfucking drawn
Can't respect niggas, you a motherfucking dope dealer
Flexing on this shit, you a motherfucking ho nigga
I don't respect no bitch niggas
I don't respect that nigga, or this nigga
It's Lil Boss

Man, that fonk ain't dead
Bitch niggas ain't scared
I ain't never been mad, bitch, that fonk ain't dead
Putting pressure on a bitch, show him what it is
Putting pressure on a bitch, show him what it is