Stick Up

I'm live right

Sayless

We gone keep that too

I'm on some big dawg shit

Promise if we go broke

We gone take y'all shit

Your bitch getting on my nerves

Because she keep calling

You not at alling

We really balling

Lame ass fuck ****

Like marching bands

You know that I got a drum on me

Clip poking out

Look like a third arm on me

I ain't got to move

You get did up by my young homie

Stack some racks away

Just in case we need some bond money

We got too many hoes

So we ain't worried about those

We worried about them zeros

Like it's a stick up

I want a big ole bank roll

The one that you can not fold

One you need two hands to hold

Like it's a stick up

Bad bitch on her knees

Just like a stick up

Do a walk through everyone freeze

Like a stick up

These **** pussy

I can see it through they getup

I grabbed the fye his whole body had a hiccup

Just a young ****

Running up my figures

If they ain't my ****

Then fuck them ****

Pussy **** want smoke

We got brand new pistols

We ain't going back and forth

With none of these goofy ****

I'm trying to make sure everybody

With me eat

If this rap shit flop

Bitch we back off in the streets

I do a show

We on the stage thirty deep

**** move wrong

We putting his ass on a tee

I ain't gone play with him dawg

I'm laying him down

And if he think it's sweet

You think I'm sparing him nawl

Bitch I got to get it

I been chasing these millions

Nowadays I don't know you

Then you can't even come near

I just been staying consistent

Every beat I'm on I'm smashing

Funny how rap done became a passion

Walk inside the building

So many people I'm passing

Ain't that's the boy from rock out

That's the question that they asking

I'm on some big dawg shit

Promise if we go broke

We gone take y'all shit

Your bitch getting on my nerves

Because she keep calling

You not at alling

We really balling

Lame ass fuck ****

Like marching bands

You know that I got a drum on me

Clip poking out

Look like a third arm on me

I ain't got to move

You get did up by my young homie

Stack some racks away

Just in case we need some bond money

We got too many hoes

So we ain't worried about those

We worried about them zeros

Like it's a stick up

I want a big ole bank roll

The one that you can not fold

One you need two hands to hold

Like it's a stick up

Bad bitch on her knees

Just like a stick up

Do a walk through everyone freeze

Like a stick up

These **** pussy

I can see it through they getup

I grabbed the fye his whole body had a hiccup

Big bag take little bag

We ain't having money problems

We got plenty cash

Brayy told me that we built to last

We trying to give our little brothers

Some shit we never had

That's why I wake up everyday

And bust my ass for a check

Left wrist plain jane

Trying to cop a Patek

Brought my bitch a new chain

I done flooded her neck

We on to bigger and better baby

So tell me what's next

I'm on some big dawg shit

We gone take y'all shit

Because she keep calling

We really balling

We got too many hoes

So we ain't worried about those

We worried about them zeros

Like it's a stick up

I want a big ole bank roll

The one that you can not fold

One you need two hands to hold

Like it's a stick up

Yeah Yeah