Wit A Sticc

(Idea comin' for the 808) Ayy, glizzy on my waist like a hip bone Told my nigga that he straight when he get home The opps only good for makin' diss songs The only thing I'm turnin' down is the street I live on Sell a couple packs off the flip phone Shoot a nigga, they ain't act like I ain't did shit wrong Disrespectful lil' nigga, say I'm dead wrong 'Cause if the opps gotta candlelight, it's gettin' pissed on You wanna gamble with yo' life? Then nigga bet it up I heard a bitch, don't like them niggas, have her set it up Mix the body with the 'K, we gon' wet it up I really started from the ground, but now I'm headed up To the toppy, she gon' suck it sloppy Make her call me Papi, then I bust her like a Glocky Nah, I ain't cocky, but can't nobody stop me Snitch nigga, bitch nigga, nigga, that is not me I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (sticc) Runnin' through the city with the crips (crips) Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits) Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip Ayy, every time I rap, nigga, I speak all facts Like an uppercase letter, nigga, you all cap Aim for his ball cap, wartime Makin' the enemies wanna fall back Look in the mirror, I feel like the chosen one Tiger Woods with a pole, tryna put a hole in one He never slide, but only cry when his homie gone Them niggas hard to find, they rare like a Pokémon Came with my gang, I don't bang for the fame Can't hang with them lames, can't change for no change Stay with a thang, and I aim for the brain You ain't the same, can't complain, nigga, stay in yo' lane And everythin' I do is all for the bread Fuck a bad bitch then kick her right off of the bed Still screamin', "Long live dirt" If I catch that nigga b- then it's off with his head I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (sticc) Runnin' through the city with the crips (crips) Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits) Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips (gang-gang) Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip (ayy, ayy, ayy) Tell Mac, "Bring my money back this drank hit" VVS on my neck, my niggas got the same shit Tryna stuff 80 in my pocket, this shit can't fit Call my Asian crips, them nigga do same day hits (brra) I just landed in L.A. hit up my nigga young (young) We got bands, and like a band, I stay with a drum (boom) I can buy what you got on, but I'd take yo' shit (give me that) Call bro, I need a Draco, he got navy sticks I hit a nigga city, get a room and a rental Find out where he be posted, throw a hundred out the window I got niggas in the feds, all they paperwork official Told yo' bitch, "Stop screamin', they gon' think I'm tryna kill you" Shut up, two-tone Rollie, 100K it's on me (it's on me) This bitch a hood trophy (hood), my bitch a good trophy (hood) Lost the police in that cat, brodie, you should've saw me (skrrt) Them bitches pro'ly still wishin' that they could've caught me (gang), nigga I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (bah-bah) Runnin' through the city with the crips (gang-gang) Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits) Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip (ayy) Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (brrt) Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips (gang, nigga) Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip