Stick lyrics

[Intro]
(Neilaworld)

[Chorus]
Yeah, that K gon' knock that boy right out his jeans
My b*tch bad and she rocking that CELINE
I rock with a stick and I walk with a Glock 19, yeah
Tell me why you got hit?
Knock that boy right out his jeans, yeah
b*tch I'm in a mosh-pit, you get pushed and get kicked and get beat up
I ain't worried bout' sh*t, I'm just sitting back kicking my feet up
Give a f*ck bout' a b*tch, never let a hoe feel like I need her
Diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun when you wake up

[Verse]
My diamonds white just like grits
My diamonds hit like the b*tch from Tomb Raider
I walked in this b*tch with a stick, you walked in this b*tch with a Glock, it won't phase us
I got all these hoes on my di*k and I got these racks that stuck to my blazer
I think I fеll in love with my stick, I think I fell in love with my K, yеah
I fell in love my K, uh, uh, uh, uh
I fell in love with my stick, uh
She fell in love with this di*k, uh
She fell in love with my fit, uh
She fell in love with my vibe, yeah
I fell in love with her tits, uh
She fell in love with my ride, yeah, this a V12 not a 6
Then I smoke yeah, I get high as sh*t
With my b*tch and I'm off a G6
With my b*tch and we bout' to go shopping yeah, I just Balenci her kicks
If a n*gga ever think about robbing us, I hit his ass with this stick
I call up my gang, yeah, Opium, yeah we bout' to go hit a lick
If you got [?] then show me some, these n*ggas be down on they di*k
These n*ggas ain't down with my clique
These n*ggas ain't down
Hell yeah, I fell in love with my sticks, fell in love with them pounds
Hell yeah, I fell in love with my K, it hold a 100 rounds
Lil' boy you better watch what you say, cause you ain't ever got shot in the face
Yeah, you don't know how this sh*t feel
With them 762s, shoot at yo grill
Like a soldier, yeah I'm in the field
Like a soldier, yeah you can get killed
[Chorus]
That K gon' knock that boy right out his jeans
My b*tch bad and she rocking that CELINE
I rock with a stick and I rock with a Glock 19, yeah
Tell me why you got hit?
Knock that boy right out his jeans, yeah
b*tch I'm in a mosh-pit, you get pushed and get kicked and get beat up
I ain't worried bout' sh*t, I'm just sitting back kicking my feet up
Give a f*ck bout' a b*tch, never let a hoe feel like I need her
Diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun when you wake up