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Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Uh, uh We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?) Damn, the ho wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh (Bitch) Ayy, I pop shit (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 fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, 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' niggas' souls (Uh) My nigga 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 Nigga 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 SongtexteCan't beef with these niggas, they not outside (Huh?) I fucked her and dipped, left her traumatized Lil' thot asking for my condom size These niggas 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' niggas hatin' 'cause I talk shit Fuck it, lil' nigga, come off me (Come here) I swing that iron like I'm golfing Too hot to handle, that nigga a problem (4X) We got sticks, what else? (Huh?) Blicks (Huh?) Damn, the ho wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh (Bitch) Ayy, I pop shit (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 fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, 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 niggas They don't want no smoke, they want feedback and mentions It was gangster, I knocked the G off a nigga Wanna play with the vet, better be 'bout your business (Yeah) I brought a stick in the party Don't lay up, I just fuck 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 motherfuckin' bag on these rap niggas' ass 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 niggas They just like to talk it, I don't do no talkin' I'ma finish that shit every time that they start it I make niggas bring out the chalk and come chalk you Play with me, I'ma dive straight in your shit I ain't doin' no woofing, I talk it, I walk it (Bitch) 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 fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh (Bitch) Ayy, I pop shit (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 fuck 'cause I'm lit Draw down, make him freeze like he takin' a pic, uh Ayy, I pop shit, 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) Aus Songtexte Mania