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Sticks
1,056
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sticks was released on November 19, 2021 by Never Broke Again/Motown Records as a part of the album Never Broke Again: The Compilation, Vol. 1
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Release DateNovember 19, 2021
LabelNever Broke Again/Motown Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Never Broke Again
Never Broke Again
Performer
Big B
Big B
Rap
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Programming
P Yungin
P Yungin
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Songwriter
Kamrein McClay
Kamrein McClay
Songwriter
Trulondrick Norman
Trulondrick Norman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Stanley
Brian Stanley
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Labron Luster
Labron Luster
Engineer
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Maurice "Ke'Noe" Jordan
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Say bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Glocky got a dick, plus a laser in the damn shotty
Pussy bitch **** say he gon' kill my partner, **** stop it
Say bitch, we swerving in yo hood
And all your gang members, they hidin'
[Verse 2]
Finger on the trigger, that'll get your momma hit up in the face
****, you ain't even 'bout that action, stay up in your place
I aim this AR at your head and it's gon' line your face
Bitch ****, yeah, I'm COS and plus I'm 4k Tre
I tote this flag, don't play with it, it'll get you blind
Remember days I was down, now they see me shining
Fuck if you wear a vest, we pull up on 'em, knock his mind in
Say she wanna fuck the kid, but I don't know who she fuck around with
Send choppa bullets at your neck, you leave your fuckin' phone quick
And since he say he got the ball then I get out of bounds then
Bitch **** speak upon my name, might leave them in a coffin
Send thirty holes up in your head and leave you like a dolphin
These **** hoes and all these ****, they just do that talkin'
Pussy bitch hop out on your bros and I'ma hop out off 'em
You talk reckless, all my **** they gon' white chalk you
And bitch them pistols spark, barkin', I'ma leave you buggin'
Face 'em, head shot, he's coughin', leave him dead and now he lonely
Leave him with his dead homie, 'cause he take this metal like he don't want it
SMG I tied a flag on 'em, double Glock, put the rag on it
Double G, that stand for gang homie
Fuck hatin', ****, we'll bang on you
[Verse 3]
Say bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
[Verse 4]
You know I'm pullin' up on any block, I'm hoppin' out that 'Rari
I'm tryna put a bitch to sleep, won't see no backin' from this rock
This not no head hole, a hundred shots, that good aim when I pop
I hit his leg he went to hoppin', I went down them hallows stompin'
Yungin' say he got 'em, I just pass the Glock, ain't ask no questions
He was a big dog before they hit 'em, now he turnin' reverend
He at home with his green flag, praying to the Devil
Another opp, go grab the shovel, step on him, whoever it were
We're just smokin' on that bitch, yeah, smoking on a new opp
Too many bodies on this bitch, I had to get a new Glock
That **** threw his hands up, that shit can't block a face shot
And I'm still trappin' heroine and now I'm worth 'bout eight Glocks
[Verse 5]
I got the DA on my dick, no they don't want to see my case dropped
My brother in the kitchen, water whippin', sellin' straight rock
I'm still stuck on blenders on my sales, like it's hard rock
Fentanyl, we get this job, we pullin' up a hundred shots
They got me screaming, "Who want war with us?"
The last **** that tried, we knocked him off, he wasn't no warrior
No, we ain't got no picks with thems, the **** shouldn't have started us
They know we some gang babies, no they don't want no war with us
[Verse 6]
Say bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
[Verse 7]
Say bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we'll smoke any damn body
Bitch, you riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
Riding round with them sticks
****, we smoke any damn body
Written by: Kamrein McClay, Maurice Jordan, Trulondrick Norman
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