Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Uh, uh
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh (b#tch)
Ayy, I pop sh#t (Yeah), big fire, I tote on my hip
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh
Ayy, I pop sh#t, big fire, I tote on my hip (Bah, bah)
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
We got bows (Bows), OG in the loads (Gas)
Big poles is takin’ n#gg#s’ souls (Uh)
My n#gg# slidin’ for sure (Slide)
Ain’t no loungin’, you stop and go
Send a deposit to book the show (Yeah)
We hit the stage and them hoes go crazy
n#gg# play and we wipe his nose (Slime)
I never worked no nine to five (Nope)
It’s a thousand shots when I arrive (Facts)
Let him test you and it’s homicide
Can’t beef with these n#gg#s, they not outside (Huh?)
I f#cked her and dipped, left her traumatized
Lil’ thot asking for my condom size
These n#gg#s my sons, they idolize
Big Stunna, can’t beat me, they tellin’ lies (Cap)
We got sticks
I spit crack, come get you a fix (Dope)
Drop the track, I send OG to blitz
I can shine when I wanna, but I’m still in the mix (Stash)
Them lil’ n#gg#s hatin’ ’cause I talk sh#t
f#ck it, lil’ n#gg#, come off me (Come here)
I swing that iron like I’m golfing
Too hot to handle, that n#gg# a problem (4X)
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh (b#tch)
Ayy, I pop sh#t (Yeah), big fire, I tote on my hip
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh
Ayy, I pop sh#t, big fire, I tote on my hip (Bah, bah)
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
You know I won’t talk your head off (Nope)
I’ma draw down, let some lead off (Fire)
Almost got a ticket, I’m trippin’ (What happened?)
Got some head from his broad and I sped off
I would go and see ’bout these n#gg#s
They don’t want no smoke, they want feedback and mentions
It was gangster, I knocked the G off a n#gg#
Wanna play with the vet, better be ’bout your business (Yeah)
I brought a stick in the party
Don’t lay up, I just f#ck and I dip, don’t say sorry
I’m a big dawg, I’m a young CEO
They respectin’ my name, it hold weight, I got knowledge (Yeah)
I went and got me a motherf#ckin’ bag on these rap n#gg#s’ #ss
I go dumb, I’m retarded
Wanna argue with me but I’m too rich to argue
I come offer your best friend a bag, make him off you
And I ain’t out here playin’ tough for these n#gg#s
They just like to talk it, I don’t do no talkin’
I’ma finish that sh#t every time that they start it
I make n#gg#s bring out the chalk and come chalk you
Play with me, I’ma dive straight in your sh#t
I ain’t doin’ no woofing, I talk it, I walk it (b#tch)
Let’s see how he talk in that coffin (Shh)
Put a hole in his back like a dolphin (Hah)
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh (b#tch)
Ayy, I pop sh#t (Yeah), big fire, I tote on my hip
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?)
Damn, the ho wanna f#ck ’cause I’m lit
Draw down, make him freeze like he takin’ a pic, uh
Ayy, I pop sh#t, big fire, I tote on my hip (Bah, bah)
Watch your ho ’cause she diggin’ the drip
I’m breakin’ her off, then call shawty a Lyft (Uh)
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