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Lil Blessin & G Herbo (Ft. BIA & Travis Scott) – Likka Sto Lyrics

Song Info: Presenting you Lil Blessin & G Herbo (Ft. BIA & Travis Scott) – Likka Sto Lyrics.

Lil Blessin & G Herbo (Ft. BIA & Travis Scott) – Likka Sto Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Blessin]
Go

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Blessin]
I wanna go to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I wanna go to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I wanna go to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I took a ho to the liquor store
I hit your ho by the liquor store
Boy, you a drunk, think I licked that ho
Goofy ass nigga probably kissed that ho
Blessin, we be givin’ out shots like the liquor store
Blessin, when you finna go to the liquor sto’?
I wanna go to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I wanna go to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store

[Chorus: Lil Blessin]
Take a shot (Woo), shot (Woo), shot (Woo), shot (Bitch)
Shots (Go), shots (Go), shots (Damn), shots (Damn)
Shots (Go), shots (Shit), shots (Fuck), shots (Bitch)
Shot (Go), shot (Woo), shot, ayy bitch, take a— (Woo)

[Verse 1: Lil Blessin]
I’m the one makin’ shit go up
I’m the one makin’ these hoes turn they ho up
I’m already drunk than a fuck, I’m like, “So what?”
I might drink me a bottle, Aceto and throw up
You drinkin’ Moscato, you wanna be sober
Like I went to the crib, I’m a Casamigo-la
1942 like it’s World War 2
Like I bought you a drink you get shot out the blue (Go)
I’m off the X, drinkin’, liquor like water (Poof)
.48 make it rain like Travis Porter (Tro)
You drunk off Taylor Port, bitch, you out of order
Bitch, you can’t drink my bottle, you can’t afford it
Where would I be without my bottle of Bossi?
We drink Bossi like bottle of water
Nasty lil’ drunk ho, probably’ll swallow
Let me suck her up in the back of the ‘Rari

[Chorus: Lil Blessin]
Take a shot (Woo), shot (Woo), shot (Woo), shot (Bitch)
Shots (Go), shots (Go), shots (Damn), shots (Damn)
Shots (Go), shots (Shit), shots (Fuck), shots (Bitch)
Shot (Go), shot (Woo), shot, ayy bitch, take a— (Woo)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & BIA]
Runnin’ my spot like 7-Eleven, I need it all day, no ten to four, yeah (It’s lit)
Way she drivin’ the boat, I swear, I feel like Jack Sparrow, okay (Yeah)
Told her, “It’s two to get in” before she walk in inside of this door, yeah
Way she takin’ them shots, I swear, she drink enough for us both, okay
My lil’ twins know we go down out in Fresno (Twin)
So much Cacti in this bitch it’s like the BevMo! (Ah)
Know you like to bounce it, but know you got hands though (Bop it)
What time it is? (Let’s go)
It’s shot o’clock, ayy (Yeah)
Shots, uh, thots, ayy, shots, uh, thots, ayy
Shots, uh, thots, ayy, shots, uh, thots (BIA, BIA)

[Verse 3: BIA]
I drink the shit out the bottle
I do my lick like my nigga and swallow
Ridin’ a stick, I’m going auto (Skrrt)
All of the drip, you needed goggles (Uh)
I’m coverin’ hoes when I’m off the Quavo (Uh)
I’m in Atlanta, I’m actin’ like I’m Quavo
Niggas don’t ask what I bring to the table
If he on my ass, then he havin’ a plate full (Yeah)
He blew a bag at the liquor store
We in Chanel to go get some mo’
He callin’ me, come and get yo’ ho
That nigga burnt, he ain’t lit no more, uh
I cut him off like, “Who’s up next?”
Someone get hurt, nigga, he keep sendin’ me these drunk texts, uh (Damn)
Bitch take a shot, what the fuck’s his name?
Bitch, I can’t believe I forgot (Damn)
I’m outside all summer and you know the block is hot (Hot, hot)
A bitch think that she heard, but I know she really not

[Chorus: Lil Blessin & G Herbo]
Bitch, take a shot (Woo), shot (Woo), shot (Woo, know we caught ’bout that liquor store)
Shots (Bitch), shots (Go), shots (Go), shots (Damn, know we caught ’bout that liquor store)
Shots (Go), shots (Shit), shots (Swerv’), shots (We finna go the store)
Shot (Take a shot), shot (Shot), shot, ayy bitch, take a— (We finna go to the—, ayy)

[Verse 4: G Herbo]
Ayy, let’s hit the liquor store
Spend a G at the liquor store
We know we need some liquor, for sure
We ain’t even call the bitches, though (We ain’t even call the bitches, though)
I don’t even pull up with these many sticks
But foenem say they needed a kit (Fuck it)
Freak bitch try and suck my dick
Had to switch the whip ’cause I needed some tint (Yeah)
Uh, lil’ bitch talk too much, I blocked her
Dissed her, had to dismiss her (Ayy)
Drinkin’ that Bass, though, unblocked her, I can’t lie, I missed her
She can’t take it, I was fakin’, I met her on Finsta (Uh)
How she thought we was gon’ make it? I ain’t never kissed her (Come on)
How I’m gon’ settle for basic? I feel like the greatest (Yeah)
Take a shot, I told her, “Take it, bitch, take it”
See me in flesh, I ain’t even gotta say shit, bitch, get naked
Love it so much, you don’t even wanna run from it, bitch, take it
I got money and a lot of parts, a lot of places
I pop out a lot of charms, a lot of bracelets
The real already know my name, I ain’t changin’
Hit the liquor sto’ with my gang (G Herbo), keep the change

This is the end of the Lyrics

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