STICK UP (GET DOWN PT 2) lyrics

[Intro: Christ Dillinger]
It's a stick up
b*tch get down
b*tch get down
b*tch get down

[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
And I came here for the b*tches but I'm leaving with yo cash
b*tch when I get up, I might just f*ck Doja Cat
Whole gang turnt up when the Glock hit his head
I ain't got no dreads so my mans shook his instead
And I got yo b*tch pus*y drippin', thought she wet the bed
Came here for the b*tches but I left with cash instead
It's a stick up in this b*tch and I'm aimin' at yo head
n*gga if you broke then you better off dead
Came here for the b*tches but I left with cash instead
b*tch when I get up, I might just f*ck Doja Cat
I dont keep a pistol little n*gga this a gat
n*gga talkin' crazy, pistol make him go splat
Pick the pistol off my lap, it go blam blam blam
n*gga said I'm gerkin'
Shorty she just popped a Xan
b*tch I walked in crazy cause the pistol in my hand
I don't take sh*t from no boy or no man
Said she just tried her first Perc now she ask me for a Xan
b*tch I want the cash
It's a stickup, on the floor
[Hook: Christ Dillinger]
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
It's a stick up
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
That b*tch bust it down and she freaky huh (freak)
This gun can go off, it is a tweaker huh
Cannot f*ck with junkies, no I cannot f*ck with geekers, nah
I'mma hop right out that Porsche
Hiding bodies in the shed
Got a problem with me or Christ Dillinger, you dead
Now his body leaking red
911
I ain't into that
Man these rappers fake
You know they snitching facts
Talking to the feds
Yeah yeah
Playing with her cat
I'on give a single f*ck
Mix the cocaine in my drank
b*tch I'm really getting in
I dont care 'bout what'chu think
I'mma hit that pus*y good
I'mma slide in from the flank
Man this sh*t doesn't feel real
Cus these rappers f*cking fake
Couple bullets to the face
Me and Christ we like to rage
(Wait)
R-R-R-Running from police in the trenches, had a jail case
I don't shoot on accident, I'on pump fake
I need a new hoe (uh, yeah), need an update
Swaggin' in this b*tch with my cuddies and we okay
False flaggin' in this b*tch, you'n yo buddy just might die today