Itchin' For A Lick

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Jazz Cartier

Jahmarie Adams (born March 19, 1993), known professionally as Jazz Cartier, is a Canadian rapper, singer and songwriter from Toronto. He is best known for his mixtapes, Marauding in Paradise and Hotel Paranoia. He has twice been a longlisted nominee for the Polaris Music Prize, in 2015 for Marauding in Paradise, and 2016 for Hotel Paranoia, and won the Juno Award for Rap Recording of the Year at the Juno Awards of 2017 for Hotel Paranoia. He released his debut studio album Fleurever on July 27, 2018. more »

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We're dead, we're dead, we're dead

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say we fell off, it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin' witch hunt
Baby want some money just so can get her lips done
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick

Yeah
Lookin' at my bills, where my motherfuckin' money at? (Where my money?)
Deep inside the Hills, show 'em a place where it ain't sunny at
Whoa, mess around
You might get your tummy tat
Hundreds and a gram of baking soda, this a mummy rap
I do what I want
I pull up to Montreal, I was smokin' on a blunt
I don't even smoke on blunts
You not a boss, you got laid off
Cuzzi got Cartier shades on
Cuban link on me like Raekwon
And heroes came down with they cape on
And my thoughts paralyze, it's a paranoid mind, whoa
Held up in a cell, I've been one with mankind
I've been steppin' on mines, takin' what's mine
This time I'ma run it up, set the bar, f*ck it up, whoa

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say we fell off, it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that, nigga
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin' witch hunt
Baby want some money just so can get her lips done
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick

Ayy
Cash man, give me all the money in the register
Backhand, I can knock competitors or federal
Black man number, dirty money, got my credit up
No Batman, nowadays I'm movin' like the Riddler
Lie to the pussy, the truth gon' hurt
I was riding 'round the city, in a two-tone 'vert
Heartbreak, on hurt (ooh)
Don't get hooked on Percs (yeah)
Niggas missin' for the struggle, wanna click for the perks
And my last bitch used to strip
Ass fat, super thick
Could've stayed with her
But she never went to school and shit
I stunt, I flex, I don't get checked
I place my bet, then win, what's next?
J alive

Everything you niggas on, I ain't with that, nigga
Heard 'em say we fell off, it's that get back, nigga
I ain't come for the talk, I don't chit-chat, nigga
You think you a boss, we gon' fix that, nigga, whoa
She wanna spend the night, where your bitch at, nigga?
Heard you fucking with the pipe, gotta quit that nigga
Don't be playin' with your life, push that shit back, nigga
If I gotta tell 'em twice, they gon' miss that
Ride around the city, it's a motherfuckin' witch hunt
Baby want some money just so can get her lips done
Louis or Chanel, bought 'em both, couldn't pick one
I'm itchin' for lick, itch, itchin' for a lick

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