Stickin (feat. GbodRockout)

Frrrrrrraa

Bow

Haaan

What a **** wanna do ****?

Uh hit a **** with the .40 glock uh huh

uh uhn

I had the tell them boys aye aye recording with my shades on bitch I'm feeling groovy

Itching for a body bout every second that's why I keep a tooly

That **** said he did what the who?

We shot him like a movie

We spinned that **** block so many times they call us Mr. Smoothie

Frroaw Frroaw Frroaw we put belt the ass that **** shaking left him on the ground

Smoke bout half a pound when I came around they know I make that sound

Put a switch on a SRT glock bitch we knocking at yo door

All my opps be alcoholics they catch shots to the throat

Hands down Hands down they call this shit the murder month

Why this pussy keep on talking like yo brother inna blunt

Ain't nobody want yo bitch **** I heard she a different munch

You know it's me I keep it P **** why you saying such and such

Yea why you saying such and such you wanna lose yo life?

**** now they sliding sprinter cause I knocked him off his bike

And ian even talking math when I say it's 5 percent

Two door coupe we steady speeding you can't see me window tint

Uh Uh you know we ride round with them killers

I'm onna different level might as well call me the gorilla

And ion fuck with people why the fuck would I hang with sinners

Lil bra he bout the slide with his finger on the trigger ****

I keep my finger on the trigger **** youn think I want my life

Put the beam right on the smitty that shit look like Christmas lights

Go put yo gun down we could fight

She wanna fuck just stay the night

And you could catch me out with Tooley T he strapped up like a dyke

Come get yo bitch she tryna fuck

She shaking ass you out of luck

I feel like Giannis I got 3 4 types of ways the get a buck

I feel like lockit got a clip on me and it hold like 16

I mix the Palm angels with the purple denim how the fuck I'm not clean?

And I'm just tryna get that bag uh huh popping paper tags alright

He on the run so you don't see his face and he only come at night

And why the fuck these **** try the act so hard the lose they life

Boy you ain't gangsta all that flagging you a bitch behind that pipe

Boy you a bitch behind that post drop yo lo lets see who ghost

He had a nightmare bout me popped up in his dreams like imma ghost

Fucked on that hoe then I went ghost

I'm in this shit I'm grinding if you look my name you see goat

I'm on two different timings do I get some neck or do I pote

My biggest fear is losing money

I ate her pussy that shit yummy in the stu I'm going dummy

We wrap that bread just like a mummy

You **** broke ah ha yall funny

And I'm sticking in this bitch I'm way too throwed I get that money

Yall **** funny as a fuck on my life

Fuck wrong these pussy ass ****