Arz and Laicositna just dropped Lickback, and it’s such a vibe with a raw look at the messiness of modern hookup culture.
The joint kicks off with Arz painting a late-night Paris scene.
He’s spitting facts about boundaries and payback, but peep how he flips it.
“We coulda done resorts and wristbands / But girl, you messed up.”
It’s that mix of what could’ve been and what is that hits different.
Laicositna comes in hot on the second verse, his melodic delivery switching up the energy, not playing games, calling out the bluffs and lies.
That Kit Kat line? Straight fire. It’s the little details that make this track stick.
The chorus is smooth; Arz is caught up, telling shorty not to cry while he’s burning up with stress.
It’s that push-pull that anyone who’s been caught up in their feelings can relate to.
Arz’s third verse shows the complexity. One minute they’re arguing, next they’re on another level.
“How’s it mind over matter when you’re on my mind frequently?”
That’s the kind of bar that sticks with you.
Laicositna brings it home on the bridge, flipping the script on being a plus one.
It’s all about reassessing, rethinking, and maybe giving someone another shot—or not.
What makes Lickback stand out is how it weaves together the messy reality of relationships. It’s not all smooth sailing or straight revenge.
It’s complicated, it’s real, and it’s delivered with a flow that’ll have you hitting replay.
This track is a perfect teaser for Arz’s upcoming album, “Honey, I’m Home.”
If this is what they’re bringing to the table, UK R&B and rap fans better be ready.
Lickback is a whole mood that captures the Gen Z dating experience in all its chaotic glory.
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Arz x Laicositna Lickback Lyrics
Intro
It’s late in Paris
Verse 1
Set boundaries, I can’t swing back
I know shorty wants her lick back
We coulda done resorts and wristbands
But girl, you messed up
Stay prepared, shorty
Don’t be scared ’bout where we’ll end up
And don’t give up that pussy I’ll defend us, surrender
White flaggin’
We sharin’ the spliff, straight white ashin’
Book your nail appointment, I like them long and ratchet
These gyal are over saturated, but you got some balance
These girls do the most, but you don’t seem to follow fashion
Verse 2
She don’t understand a lot, but likеs to play it rough
I’m used to playin’ games, I told her I can call your bluff
And whеn she started lyin’, bro, I thought I had enough
Try play me like a fool, I had to get my lick back
And she try ask me for break whilst I was eatin’ Kit Kat
I shrugged my shoulders, nod and said, “Remember take your things back”
I told her, “Girl, I couldn’t give a fuck, just make it quick, man”
I got a plan, a life to live, I said, “You you make sick, damn”
Chorus
I went and told her don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t cry
I looked and I said, “Oh, oh, oh, oh”
I said, “Oh, oh, why?”
And this is why wanna leave her
She got me stressin’ like I got a fever, fever
I went and told her don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t cry (I said, I said don’t cry)
Verse 3
It’s cool, take my lead
I hope you give and don’t take from me
We argue, then we’re fuckin’
Man I think this girl’s made for me
Hennessy and sage
We on another frequency
How’s it mind over matter when you’re on my mind frequently?
Milkshake Oreo
She know my porter-folio
We livin’ unorthodox like Juliet and Romeo
Hold me close, girl, let’s do it over, we can’t overdose
And if you’re home alone, I’ll be your plus one, no one knows
Bridge
I can be your plus one, shit. I need I need a plus two
If you make me feel like you deserve it, I might want you
Gotta go rethink back when you didn’t even
And now I gotta let her know that you ain’t won’t be the one, boo
Chorus
I went and told her don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t cry (Yeah, yeah)
I looked and I said, “Oh, oh, oh, oh”
I said, “Oh, oh, why?” (Oh)
And this is why wanna leave her (Leave her)
She got me stressin’ like I got a fever, fever (Got a fever)
I went and told her don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t cry