Pippy Long Stockin (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: 1TakeJay]
(Duse making slaps, trick)
Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Menace to society, b*tches, I got variety
Stevie Wonder diamonds, oh sh*t, they blinding
We got something in common but n*ggas ain't nothin' like me
I be rockin' VVs, n*ggas be SI
Mr. Walk a Lot, Mr. Talk a Lot, you a broke boy (You broke)
n*ggas always worried about me acting like my mama and 'em
Ayy, I put money where my mouth is and I push the foreign
Ayy, afford that, you can't, b*tch, your lifestyle boring
I'm a walking lick, n*ggas talking sh*t
I don't politic, I don't smoke, but I'll spark a stick
Shoot my shot, Gregg Popovich, 'cause I'll pop a b*tch
No guitar, heavy metal, you can tell the way I'm rockin' it
Extendos, like diarrhea, we got a lot of sh*t
You Deebo, body bag Doritos, he got chipped
Tell Big Worm I need my chili Fritos or I'm on sh*t
f*ck a b*tch tonight and disappear, I condone it
Snatch a b*tch wig and her purse like she sold it
You broke? This di*k worth a million, hold it
b*tch, I been poppin' way before these n*ggas noticed
Before the chain, b*tch, I been the coldest (You hear me?)
[Verse 2: Bravo The Bagchaser]
Look, I just bust my neck down with something cold
n*ggas acting hard on the 'Gram, I swear it's getting old
Automatic Glock on me, I'll let it blow
You say you getting money like me? Yeah right, bro
I been roadrunning, n*gga, I need more hundreds
If it's her and her friend then they both f*cking
Bricka on me, that's on God, I'ma poke something
n*ggas be rapping about guns but don't tote none
b*tch, I had to keep a strap before rap
Talking like you with it, my n*ggas'll leave you toe tagged (Look)
I'm a bag taker, b*tch, I might take your bag
Hop in the Jag' and that's a whole wrap

[Verse 3: Lil 9]
It's the BAM Bandit, hoe, on Orange Grove with the slammy on
Longstocking, attach the Billy pole with the pantyhose
In a dugout but now I'm battin' like I'm Sammy Sos'
I ain't finna wrestle with n*ggas, I ain't D'Angelo
Ayy, Longstocking, stretch the bag out, I got a long wallet
Before I dropped a song already had the suckers dome rocking
While they got a two for one special, well, I need both rockets
I came from a penny but in Balencis not the Foamposites
Ayy, hold on let me size 'em up, had to light the Runtz
Ayy, drop the Tech inside the Sprite, look like Hawaiian Punch
I'm extra, if I get a n*gga hit I'ma buy his tux
I know that's what it look like, I promise I ain't tryna stunt
[Interlude: Drakeo the Ruler]
[?] like, n*gga, I told a n*gga, like, n*gga
n*gga, [?], like I think I'm Hulk Hogan, n*gga
Pippy Longstocking hanging out showboating, n*gga, yeah
All that

[Verse 4: Drakeo the Ruler]
It's the Ruler, I know I'm a problem
.223 shells if I see red and Robin Hood
Venus and Serena, all the diamonds up on my neck
I mud walked through Barneys but in Neimans I dropped a check
Hating ass n*gga, faking ass n*gga
Always staring at my table ass n*gga
Get some money, n*ggas funny, I pegged him, Al Bundy
I'm riding with antique silverware on the lunch tray
The road, Willie Nelson, you baby boy, Melvin
Up in hell but it's cold tryna hard rock with Elvis
Presley, don't test me, this modified XD
Just let the birds fly, we finna slaughter the messenger
Money on my mind, head tats like a Mexican
My wrist named me the president, n*ggas ain't pressing sh*t
Sippin' on this mud, Lord said it's my destiny
n*ggas wanna step to me, flu flam, dead on scene

[Verse 5: Ketchy the Great]
n*gga politicking, they get popped for Twitter mentions
Dropping shells on his block and hit his mom and see the witness
Dropping Wock' in my pop, when I bop I take prescriptions
Hear the rubber band pop on my knots, I just hit a lick
Stop it with the scheming, Stinkies have you screaming in a ditch
Knock a n*gga dreads off for talking like a b*tch
Heavy metal, rock and roll, I might knock at the moshpit
In a mansion backyard feeling like a locksmith
I'm robbing, I'm 'bout more green than a goblin
If I go broke, sh*t, I'm serving my b*tch tonsils
Clown ass n*ggas remind me of Willy Wonka
Drakeo got the Draco, 'bout to get rid of the politics, gang
[Verse 6: Ralfy the Plug]
Stinc Team, it's the flu flam bleed team
Ding dong ditch, nobody's home, we finna bleed the scene
Door knocker, it's the front door stove popper
Climb through your window like the Grinch, f*ck your Christmas
Flu flamming, snatching presents off your wishlist
Got n*ggas mad, all in they feelings having b*tch fits
Pouring up fours, got they hoes tryna lick di*k
Please don't run up on me or we gon' flip sh*t
Moncler coat 'cause it get cold in the winter
n*ggas ain't getting no dough, they pretending
Bust down, bust down, I know you see my neck froze
b*tch, come f*ck with a P and we can get dough, The Plug

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Longstocking, Longstocking
Pippi Longstocking, n*gga
Longstocking, Longstocking
Pippi Longstocking, Pippi Longstocking
Longstocking, Pippi Longstocking
n*gga, Longstocking, Longstocking
I'ma air this b*tch out

[Outro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Just knocked down Brad, n*gga, all that, n*gga
n*gga, what I said?
n*gga, keep a bull—keep a chopstick and all that for bullies nicknamed Brad and all that, n*gga
f*ck you thought you was Suge or something, n*gga?
n*gga
Any n*gga I talk to they'll be like, n*gga, Longstocking, Longstocking
Pippi Longstocking, n*gga, Longstocking, Longstocking
I had to shut the show down
b*tch
(Duse making slaps, trick)