$ticks! lyrics

[Intro]
Rev up those friers
Woo! [x3]
Yeah [x6]

[Chorus]
Ridin' around with them sticks
Ridin' around with them clips
No Frito Lay got the chips
Bro he still moving them bricks
Hit CVS for the lean, cause bro he got a perscription
Daley whippin' in the kitchen
Choppa turn opps into chicken
f*ck knocking on doors, I just break in
Pull out the AR, leave him shaking
And that pack I'm taking
And that money I'm making
I'm a demon boy, I know Satan
And I don't do conversatin'
Grab the AR, keep on sprayin'
She want the di*k, then she payin'

[Verse]
She want the di*k, then she payin'
Choppa it keep on sprayin'
f*ck what you say, man
Demon boy, I know Satan
I ain't with the conversation
Glockie leave him layin'
Glockie leave him layin'
Yeah, yeah, smoke a QP everyday man
Yeah, yeah, I'm having fun, why they hate man
Yeah, yeah, can't no b*tch ever change me
Yeah, yeah, can't nobody replace me
You ain't smoking on good tree
And you don't got no glockies
Spanish b*tch call me papi
And I know she really want me
[Chorus]
Ridin' around with them sticks
Ridin' around with them clips
No Frito Lay got the chips
Bro he still moving them bricks
Hit CVS for the lean, cause bro he got a perscription
Daley whippin' in the kitchen
Choppa turn opps into chicken
f*ck knocking on doors, I just break in
Pull out the AR, leave him shaking
And that pack I'm taking
And that money I'm making
I'm a demon boy, I know Satan
And I don't do conversatin'
Grab the AR, keep on sprayin'
She want the di*k, then she payin'

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, then she payin', uh, yeah
Yeah [x24]
Woo! [x3]