Lickety Split (Opera) Lyrics

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)

Dear Father oh Lord take my hands and he blessed these

I'm splittin' yo' head like Moses and the Red Sea

I'm turnin' the water to blood if they press me

Yo honestly book 'em a ticket to Hezzy (Johannes'ly)

Mix the Louie Vuitton with Luigi Borrelli

The way that I buy them they call me the prezzi (okay)

I might let y'all live if you try to address me

I'm uppin' my net got me ballin' like Messi

Better sit the fuck down 'fore I blow a gasket

Big dawgs in the cut lookin' like the Mastiff

Gets acrobatic the way I roll and pack it

Gonna pull the big mac the way I go and jacket

Makin' hits the classics, lemme hit the bat shit

That bitch a catfish, reel it back and cast it

Got fists for action, no tools or gadgets

Never know when I'm gonna fuckin' bury the hatchet (ah shit)

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)

Four days in a row got this bitch on my phone

But I told her I only hit once then I'm gone (what)

Better watch how you're usin' your words 'cause I'm grown

If they speakin' all flat I get sharp with my tone (shh)

When I'm all tuckered out plop my ass on the throne

Finna ice out my kidneys I'm straight pissin' stone (aye)

I ain't borrowin' words, never take out a loan (never)

Never down for no handouts got this on my own (my own)

Let it reach to the corners of the festive nation

With the kid up top that's the best occasion (aye)

No explanation for this conversation

Gonna hit the 85 'til the destination

Livin' breath to breath with no hesitation

Got the crew like wolves it'd be best to cage 'em

Got my Tone on Loc no domestication

If rap game was a person I'd be destined to save them (ah shit)

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)

What's the matter?

King Aero's gonna spit (aye)

Cut the chatter

Get it lickety split (oh)

He's our master

I'll be home in a bit (aye)

All that matters

Get it lickety split (oh yeah yeah yeah)