Stuck Up lyrics

[Intro: Yhung T.O.]
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang sh*t, got n*ggas tryna lane switch

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Hey, what's up with it?
Let a n*gga hit yo' phone, baby f*ck wit' me
Yeah this Glock on my hip, you know I bust wit' it
Blow a kiss just to show me that you f*ck with it
Aye, girl what's up wit' it?
Baby if you f*ck wit' me, then you stuck wit' me
You be actin' stuck up and I f*ck wit' it
'Cause I know you gon' be the same wit' them other n*ggas

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Baby pull up on rich n*gga, all this f*ckin' cough syrup
I'm a sick n*gga
Jeans big, even my pants couldn't fit n*gga
That's why I wear skinny jeans with the stick n*gga
I'll pull up on yo' block with this stick n*gga
Before the rap, broad day pullin' skits n*gga
Now I'm ray, still 30 in that clip n*gga
You hit for 10? I just spent that on a fit n*gga
Aye, lil' baby love a hood n*gga
Real n*gga, soft 'round her but he'll kill n*ggas
b*tch, you talkin' to a boss n*gga
Buy it if I want, give a f*ck what it cost n*gga
Yeah, lot of money, lot of cars baby
Ass thick, I can see that from afar baby
Yeah, a lot of n*ggas think they hard baby
All cash on me, but it ain't sh*t to pull no card baby
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Aye, what's up wit' it?
Let a n*gga hit yo' phone, baby f*ck wit' me
Yeah this Glock on my hip, you know I bust wit' it
Blow a kiss just to show me that you f*ck with it
Aye, girl what's up wit' it?
Baby if you f*ck wit' me, then you stuck wit' me
You be actin' stuck up and I f*ck wit' it
'Cause I know you gon' be the same wit' them other n*ggas

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Yeah they call me Slimmy, but I'm in that big body
Chains on, get to reachin' you gon' get bodied
You know I could put them diamonds round yo' wrist mami
Spanish baby, give me head, eat this di*k mami
Bang bros, we don't cuff hoes
But lil' baby might just be in luck though
Glock 22 a stick, what I clutch on
Real Crest n*gga, real cutthoat
Put that pus*y in my face, let me play wit' it
Give me yo' heart, I swear to God I ain't gon' play wit' it
Love my life, I can't let a n*gga play wit' it
That's why I stay wit' it, and I'll spray wit' it
All these VVS diamonds got my chains hittin'
How the f*ck yo' b*tch loyal if the gang hittin'?
Bad b*tch but she's broke, I ain't okay wit' it
And naw I don't want the puss if ain't no cake wit' it
n*gga!
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Aye, what's up wit' it?
Let a n*gga hit yo' phone, baby f*ck wit' me
Yeah this Glock on my hip, you know I bust wit' it
Blow a kiss just to show me that you f*ck with it
Aye, girl what's up wit' it?
Baby if you f*ck wit' me, then you stuck wit' me
You be actin' stuck up and I f*ck wit' it
'Cause I know you gon' be the same wit' them other n*ggas