Stick 2! lyrics

[Intro]
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Lawsy, pick up!

[Hook]
B-B-B-b*tch, I walked in with a stick, aye
And these is not Converse, baby, these is Ricks
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, I just made a hit
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my di*k, aye
Go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my di*k taste?
I give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big Drac's
Too many racks, I got what I wished, aye
Walked in and I'm dripped with the sauce
I'm makin' these racks, like "b*tch, I'm the boss"
I buy out the store, give a f*ck bout the cost
I'm shinin' in diamonds, this b*tch like to frost
b*tch, I'm in yo house and yo hoe give me top
He talk on the net, we pop out, he got shot
b*tch, I'm in the trap and I'm cookin' up rock
If she wanna f*ck, we gon' f*ck to this song

[Verse]
If she wanna f*ck, lil' baby we gon' do it
He want the smoke, pus*y boy, is you stupid?
I call up my shoota, we finna go stupid
I pop me a Xan, then I get straight to shootin'
I'm throwin' the hunnids, that b*tch get to movin'
She wanted to f*ck, but you f*ckin' with [?]
Why you got sticks if you ain't finna use it?
If I pop out, is you really gon' shoot it?
Pop out, and his ass get to runnin'
b*tch, I got the pack and my ass got to runnin'
Glock on my hip, b*tch I'm ready for somethin'
b*tch, I'm off a Perc, b*tch I'm off of somethin'
"Stick 2" finna f*ck up the function
I got them racks in my pocket, them b*tches is [?]
Ran up on him and he ain't doin nothin'
And we finna shoot while his ass skip the function (Lawsy, pick up!)
[Hook]
B-B-B-b*tch, I walked in with a stick, aye
And these is not Converse, baby, these is Ricks
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, I just made a hit
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my di*k, aye
Go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my di*k taste?
I give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big Drac's
Too many racks, I got what I wished, aye
Walked in and I'm dripped with the sauce
I'm makin' these racks, like "b*tch, I'm the boss"
I buy out the store, give a f*ck bout the cost
I'm shinin' in diamonds, this b*tch like to frost
b*tch, I'm in yo house and yo hoe give me top
He talk on the net, we pop out, he got shot
b*tch, I'm in the trap and I'm cookin' up rock
If she wanna f*ck, we gon' f*ck to this song

[Outro]
B-B-B-b*tch, I walked in with a stick, aye
And these is not Converse, baby, these is Ricks
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, I just made a hit
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my di*k, aye
Go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my di*k taste?
I give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big Drac's
Too many racks, I got what I wished, aye