Sticks

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Sticks

Stunna 4 Vegas · Rae Rae's Son · 2022 · 2:21

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(Ayy, spin it back, Tay) Uh, strapped with these AUGs Uh, ARPs, two-two Uh, uh, strapped with my— (Tay Global) Fah, fah, fah Uh, I'm strapped with the ABCs (Bah, bah) F&Ns, AUGs (Bah, bah) ARPs, 223s (Bah, bah) Fuck nigga play, he gon' D-I-E (Brrt) She can't even eat the dick if she not my speed I'm geeked, I just dropped a RP (Geeked), We put him on a tee beside R.I.P I jump out the V and go drop my ski Uh, we cutthroat like KTB (Cut) I'm stuffin' racks in these purple jeans (Racks) Uh, I get him whacked, we the murder team Big dog, I work for me (I'm a big dog) High off my top, I'm on Percs and lean (Trap) My diamonds lit up like a Christmas three I get in with that fire, ain't no searchin' mе I'm rich, I still'll pull a burglary (Rich) Man, how you ain't heard of me? Uh, I give a fuck what you heard We really swerve, bitch nigga get on my nerves But I get his shit left on the curb Uh, I get absurd Nigga got found with his face on his lap Cause his brother a nerd (His brother a bitch) Nigga know we put shit past the birds, Got caught lackin', should've been more alert I hop in that bitch and I skrrt (Skrrt) SRT when I beat up the speed (Beat up the road) Ain't pushin' P, but I'm pushin' the B (Blatt) Expensive taste, I might duck the PT Drop an opp, I might drop an EP Get the drop, hit they block for a week Never catch 4 coppin' a plea (On God) Know like LeBron, I ain't leavin' my heat Uh, nigga, I ain't finna leave my heat (Uh-uh) I won't slip, nigga, I'm on B (On B) Uh-huh, I ain't tryna beef on IG (Uh-uh) Nigga, you want smoke, don't want to link And I ain't even really ain't gotta drop no chip Cause I go creep (Go creep alone) Bitch, the second that we get to hittin' I bet he get sweeped quick (Huh) My lil' niggas tweak quick, big jit delete shit I put a ton on my opp before She can't even eat the dick if she not my speed I'm geeked, I just dropped a RP (Geeked) We put him on a tee beside R.I.P I jump out the V and go drop my ski Uh, we cutthroat like KTB (Cut) I'm stuffin' racks in these purple jeans (Racks) Uh, I get him whacked, we the murder team Big dog, I work for me (I'm a big dog) High off my top, I'm on Percs and lean (Trap) My diamonds lit up like a Christmas three I get in with that fire, ain't no searchin' mе I'm rich, I still'll pull a burglary (Rich) Man, how you ain't heard of me? (Uh) Uh, I give a fuck what you heard We really swerve, bitch nigga get on my nerves But I get his shit left on the curb Uh, I get him served, Nigga got found with his face on his lap Cause his brother a nerd (His brother a bitch) Nigga know we put shit past the birds Got caught lackin', should've been more alert I hop in that bitch and I skrrt (Skrrt), SRT when I beat up the speed (Beat up the road) Ain't pushin' P, but I'm pushin' the B (Blatt) Expensive taste, I might duck the PT Drop an opp, I might drop an EP Get the drop, hit they block for a week Never catch 4 coppin' a plea (On God) Know like LeBron, I ain't leavin' my heat (Leavin' my fire) Uh, nigga, I ain't finna leave my heat (Uh-uh) I won't slip, nigga, I'm on B (On B) Uh-huh, I ain't tryna beef on IG (Uh-uh) Nigga, you want smoke, don't wan' link And I ain't even really ain't gotta drop no chip Cause I go creep (Go creep alone) Bitch, the second that we get a hint, I bet he get sweeped quick (Huh) My lil' niggas tweak quick, big jit delete shit (Blatt, blatt, blatt) I put a ton on my opp Before I go spend my money on a freak bitch Nigga, I'll come tear up your block, Just me and My chop before the rap beef shit Bet I get a nigga knocked off With these ABC sticks Uh, I'm strapped with the ABCs (Bah) F&Ns, AUGs (Bah, bah) ARPs, 223s (Bah, uh) Fuck nigga play, he gon' D-I-E These diamonds hit just like Ali (Hit) I'm poppin', ho, how you ain't notice me? Funny bitch, can't even get close to me I bagged a bitch nigga like grocery ABCs, F&NS, ARPs AUGs, 223s Fuck nigga play, he gon' D-I-E Poppin', ho, how you ain't notice me? Funny bitch, cut her, never get close to me Poppin', bitch, how you ain't notice me? Uh, uh, uh, bitch, I'ma get— Rae Rae's son a G

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