Stickzz on ’Em lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, ay, ay
Oohhh
Ay

[Chorus]
n*ggas actin' hard until we bounce out with them sticks on 'em
b*tch, I got a chop and it got a cooler kit on it
Even if it didn't, I ain't trippin', b*tch, we finna win
Let that chop cool the f*ck down, then I'll shoot again
Ay, what's up with all these n*ggas? I don't know 'em, what that sh*t do?
'Til we pull up on your f*ckin' block, what that issue?
Double back on the scene, n*gga, like we missed you
Another man down, mama cryin', give her tissue (Ah)

[Verse]
f*ck n*gga
pus*y n*gga say it with your chest
Have you ever heard of headshots? n*gga, f*ck your vest
It was me and Cuddy in that foreign, countin' up a check
You better separate yourself, some n*ggas f*ckin' up the set
Ayy, ayy, ooh-wee, I feel like James Bond
Free my n*ggas, sittin' down, they ain't got bond
b*tch, where that check? I ain't f*ckin', I ain't tryna bond
n*ggas won't walk up to the seven, b*tch, I got time
G-sh*t, 2100, I got that bloody rack
b*tch, I'm set trippin', it's gon' be fun shootin' your dirty ass
Mama like, "Let that sh*t go, that sh*t was in your past"
f*ck that, we doin' n*ggas weird if we cross paths
Ain't poppin' no balloons, but on my mama, somebody gettin' poked
Even though my grandma died for cancer, I want all the smoke
n*ggas know how to rap good, they got all the notes
b*tch, I'm really rappin' what I'm livin', this sh*t ain't a joke
[Chorus]
n*ggas actin' hard until we bounce out with them sticks on 'em
b*tch, I got a chop and it got a cooler kit on it
Even if it didn't, I ain't trippin', b*tch, we finna win
Let that chop cool the f*ck down, then I'll shoot again
Ay, what's up with all these n*ggas? I don't know 'em, what that sh*t do?
'Til we pull up on your f*ckin' block, what that issue?
Double back on the scene, n*gga, like we missed you
Another man down, mama cryin', give her tissue