Sticks lyrics

[Intro]
Gotta dig it
Nick on the track
Sticks, sticks
Sticks, sticks, sticks

[Verse]
We got .223s for real
Tiger Woods, I'm off a pill
f*ckin' this b*tch is better than here
Can't explain how this sh*t feel
We got him killed, he shot in the air
His partner got hit, n*gga we don't care
Lil Moe, how you do that there?
Slapping her ass and I'm pullin' her hair
Run by this sh*t, because we really got it
His favorite sentence, he ain't got it
I got a b*tch from the A like gotti
I run with the mob, I feel like John Gotti
f*ck that [?] up your pistol
Just like [?], can't f*ck with these n*ggas
I pull up, Ferrari, you pull up in Fisker
Don't nag with humans, I hang with hyaenas
They f*ck with the trill, they say I'm the greatest
Me and 6 paints, [?]
I don't post [?], b*tch I ate it
n*ggas try to steal my cadence
[Outro]
Sticks, sticks
Sticks, sticks, sticks
We got .223s for real
Tiger Woods I'm off a pill f
f*ckin' this b*tch is better than here
Can't explain how this sh*t feel