Sticks

I bet you remember

When you used to flex on me

But now you look stupid

Cause I'm getting all the money

You ain't got sauce

Ain't got no drip

Crowd going crazy when they play my shit

I don't want drama cause I got them sticks

Always get the bag stacking all my chips yeah

Remember when you act like you don't know me

You said that I wouldn't be nobody

My time to flex with those who starved with me

My time to flex I got my ex trippin

Tell me why you mad

Why you hating

Is it cause I'm rocking Gucci while you payless

Champagne on the jet got me faded

Top down in the coupe

Watch me lane switch yeah

Nobody nobody nobody got me like I do

Me like I do

I know that you're sorry

But still I got nothing for you

I bet you remember

When you used to flex on me

But now you look stupid

Cause I'm getting all the money

You ain't got sauce

Ain't got no drip

Crowd going crazy when they play my shit

I don't want drama cause I got them sticks

Always get the bag stacking all my chips yeah

Oh oh oh oh

Twenty bands for a show

No time for you

Got places to go

Chillin with the bosses

Flossin while you still calling

Bitch get up on my level

I got the bass I got the treble

Y'all **** don't want trouble

Cause all my killers they work doubles yeah yeah

Nobody nobody nobody got me like I do

Me like I do

I know that you're sorry

But still I got nothing for you

I bet you remember

When you used to flex on me

But now you look stupid

Cause I'm getting all the money

You ain't got sauce

Ain't got no drip

Crowd going crazy when they play my shit

I don't want drama cause I got them sticks

Always get the bag stacking all my chips yeah