Sticks With Me

Trap jumpin' like 23 I really can't even think right now I want a Xan', but I ain't got nothin' to drink WassamWop Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her Not for anything and that don't make sense to me All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah Free DDawg, nigga, you know what it is with me Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas You know how I get down, Top, yeah Verse 1 Dirty-ass nigga, pull up fresher than a newborn This shit just got the presto, this that newborn Three-five least I could do for 'em Try to take it, take off his arm, the first shot, that's the alarm You gon' see 'bout twenty niggas right behind me and they all armed I go post up in that North like, nigga, I ain't got no worries My mama tell me, Fuck a nigga, she dare one to come through swervin' What you said on Instagram He better shoot 'til he can't shoot no more Back then on side the CV store, like boy, you know you been a ho This thug life shit'll never go, my son be screamin', Gang, gang His mama call my phone every time she know I left a stain Fuck these niggas and fuck all that playin' Fuck these cars, I wan' collect your brain And if you knew how close I was, then bitch, you would wan' do the same Glocks out, man down, can't go nowhere we ran down What them niggas sayin' now Not a motherfuckin' thing Catch you with your pants down, bitch, you ain't gotta stand now You know the only reason that we came in contact for to leave a stain Chorus Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out Verse 2 I'm poppin' beaucoup Xans like I'm a junky, I don't give no fucks Better come correctly, bitch, you paid to slump me, I'ma put you up Fuck a push-up, get your weight up, I got my cake up, lil' nigga, yeah Got love for different shit, boy, you ain't on nothin', let's count some heads Chorus Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out Verse 3 Keep it real, bro, we gotta make sure one die today If we don't go there, nothin' gon' happen 'cause them niggas ain't gon' come this way Baton Rouge, know it's dumb this way In the North was where my mama stay With that blick tucked down inside my waist Screamin', Kill me, bitch, I miss Lil Dave They done put bro back inside that cage When you think of gang, I'm on the same I done put two of them bitches up, it's up, and still got more in vain I ain't forget about what you did, my nigga All the opps don't know about them pictures Nigga don't know I could've been done zipped him But it's good, I respect your call, my nigga, I'ma catch 'em Outro Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her Not for anything and that don't make sense to me All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas You know how I get down, Top