STICK UP! lyrics

[Intro: Ham Sandwich]
YESSIR!

[Verse: Ham Sandwich]
b*tch, look at the wrist flick
Sippin on mystic
Your b*tch ain't cryptic
She just want this di*k
She be a mistress
Keeping my distance
f*ck with me wrong now, he a statistic
Keep me a biscuit, I never miss hit
He tryna talk, get clocked, like tick tick
Give him 3 shots, 3 spots, no triptych
Whole squad movin as a unit, monolithic
All these b*tches hella basic, I need somebody acidic
If you isn't gettin wit it, get the hell up out the kitchen
You ain't matchin with the writtens, you a passive, you a kitten
I'm a classic, it's a given, I'm a massive supervillain
I be swervin in the lane, I put a tune up in the Civic
Made a killing in the game, it doesn't matter how I did it
All my n*ggas gettin fame, we get the money and we split it
It's a buisness, all my n*ggas gifted
Christmas, new Ham drop on the wishlist
Riches, got a big rock where my wrist is
b*tches, want my Hanc*ck on they tits its
Digits, gettin passed off, with the quickness
Fitness, never slack off, no assistants
Twisted, make an opp fold, like a gymnast
Lifted, at the top, old money, liquid, yeah
I might be gettin conceited
I get to the dough but the boy ain't a baker
I got all this bread but I don't even need it
My money increasin, they money depletin
My money is speakin, I ain't even tweakin
I toss up a rack and I'm changin the season
They know I'm a problem, they don't know the reason
My b*tch is a demon, she needin a feedin
She suckin me down, and she ain't even breathin
She throwin that booty, I'm smackin and beatin
I'm smacked and I'm leanin, if he got a problem
I pull out the blade and I'm slashin and cleavin
My chopper a bimbo, attach the extensions, it's massive in cleavage
I been say I'm strapped and I actually mean it
They back on the defense
I'm buyin, they leasin
My pockets stay creasin
My wallet ain't foldin, like fat n*gga sit ups
Hard body n*gga, I feel like a 9 at line how a young n*gga stay gettin bricked up
Ran outta patience for n*ggas, like Nip/Tuck
Chopper a duster, that sh*t finna kick up
Walk out the bank with a bag full of money, I just got a payday, that sh*t was a stick up