Stick (X TWO THREE) lyrics

[Intro]
(Neilaworld)
Yeah

[Chorus]
That K gon' knock that boy right out his jeans
My b*tch bad and she rockin’ the Celine
I ride with the sh*t, and I walk wit' a Glock 19, yeah
Tell me where you get hit, knock that boy right out his jeans, yeah
b*tch I'm in the moshpit, you get punched, you get kicked, you get beat up
I ain’t worried 'bout sh*t, I'm just sittin' back kickin' my feet up
Give a f*ck 'bout a b*tch, never let a ho feel like I need her
Diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun when you wake up

[Verse]
My diamonds wet just like gritz, my diamonds hit like the b*tch on Tomb Raider
I walk in that b*tch with a stick, you walked in the b*tch with a Glock, it won't phase us
I got all these hoes on my di*k, and I got all these racks that's tucked in my blazer
I think I fell in love with my stick, I think I fell in love with my K, yeah, uh
I fell in love with 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, uh
I fell in love with her tits, uh
She fell in love with my ride, yeah, this a V-12 not a 6
"Do 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'd her kicks
If a n*gga ever think about robbin' us, I hit his ass with the stick
I call up my gang, yeah, Opium, yeah we ’bout to go hit a lick
If you got it better, then show me sum', these n*ggas down on their di*k
These n*ggas they down on my clique, these n*ggas they 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 hundred rounds
Lil' boy you better watch what you say, 'cause you never got shot in the face
Yeah, you don't know how this sh*t feel, when them 7.62's hit your 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 rockin' the Celine
I ride with a stick, and I walk wit' a Glock 19 yeah
Tell me where you get hit, knock that boy right out his jeans, yeah
b*tch I'm in the moshpit, you get punched you get kicked you get beat up
I ain't worried 'bout sh*t, I'm just sittin' back kickin' my feet up
Give a f*ck 'bout a b*tch, never let a ho feel like I need her
Diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun when you wake up