Stuck Like Glue lyrics

[Intro: Baby Jamo]
Uh
Let's go, hey Wall, let's go, long live Reek and long live Buggz (Damn, damn)
Hey Jose (Hey Ant', I'm f*cking with Anti)
Hey Anti
Aye Six, aye Six aye Six (I'm f*cking with Six)
Hey long live Whites aye Whiteboy
Hey Whites, and Mook the men in here n*gga (Free the men)
Hey Tall Wall (And I got Robin in the booth with me n*gga, hey free the men) (This a Anti beat)
Hey Wall (This is Petro Gang)

[Chorus: Baby Jamo]
I'ma get that paper I ain't worried 'bout who don't f*ck with me
Me and Jose together I gеt drops and he gon' serve thеm Ps
I crack me a n*gga and keep it discreet
I was bumping that Drac' with a bussed AP
If they bring up rappers they talking 'bout me
Took a oldhead Cartier that sh*t jhi sweet
I'ma talk my sh*t and you just gotta listen
And long live the realest and n*ggas gon' feel it
And bro catch a case and I'm killing the witness
Don't bring up _ I don't f*ck with them n*ggas
They be sliding on YouTube killing on Instagram
n*ggas ain't nothing these n*ggas they been fans
I be banging my pistol and slapping with big hand
She claim she a dyke I f*ck her with both hands
[Verse 1: Baby Jamo]
On bro I really be using my mask
Sometimes I think [?] get him a pass
25,000 that sh*t light cash
I'ma drag on these n*ggas I got me a bag
Yeah I be rapping I be running through cutters
Don't care 'bout no crackhead I'm leaving sh*t stuck
If I see kids I ain't busting my gun
I ain't worried 'bout the opps, them n*ggas be punks
Uh, aye Wall, say that I start it, n*gga I'ma finish it
Want me some money I'm standing on business
Hop out with Drac' and they breaking and tripping
He wifing a b*tch and I already hit it
He wifing a b*tch Tall already f*cked her
f*ck from the back and I'm grabbing her neck and I punished her ass and I'm screaming "it's nothing"
Came home n*gga she wanted some di*k and I f*cked her, n*gga she know Tall [?]
Try to throw Tall a opp and think I'm sweet, on Ahk I'ma pluck it
I go for these b*tches that these n*ggas out here really loving
Now they all [?] they know I got some f*cking money

[Chorus: Baby Jamo]
I'ma get that paper I ain't worried 'bout who don't f*ck with me
Me and Jose together I get drops and he gon' serve them Ps
I crack me a n*gga and keep it discreet
I was bumping that Drac' with a bussed AP
If they bring up rappers they talking 'bout me
Took a oldhead Cartier that sh*t jhi sweet
I'ma talk my sh*t and you just gotta listen
And long live the realest and n*ggas gon' feel it
And bro catch a case and I'm killing the witness
Don't bring up _ I don't f*ck with them n*ggas
They be sliding on YouTube killing on Instagram
n*ggas ain't nothing these n*ggas they been fans
I be banging my pistol and slapping with big hand
She claim she a dyke I f*ck her with both hands
[Verse 2: Young Jose]
These n*ggas ain;t having no motion
Ain't a Glock or a Drac' what the f*ck is you toting?
Ain't no za in the air what the f*ck is you smoking?
Glock 27 with the switch and it's rolling
Get that broom and sweep sh*t like the [?]
Jackboys finish the lick then we pluck it
Give a f*ck 'bout the Grammy's I came from the gutter
Serving crack in the school all I know is the hustle
These n*ggas can't get on my level
P.P. b*tch not the loan but the bezel
Your b*tch wan' f*ck gotta fit on my schedule
Pull up in the Lamb chop red like the Devil
Hey Tall, n*ggas say he heard a rumor we ain't stuck like glue
b*tch in the way tryna throw us a move
It's a snake in the crew know we cutting them loose
b*tch-ass rappers I be pulling their cards
Last n*gga I dissed he a b*tch he a broad
Two bands in the field b*tch I'm like [?]
I throw me a bomb on a n*gga Brett Fravre
I'ma beat up that pus*y then nut on her face
I'ma take me a trip for the bands out the Bay
On the Yo on the Hill where they know it ain't safe
Wop toting a switch Tall toting a Drac'

[Chorus: Baby Jamo]
I'ma get that paper I ain't worried 'bout who don't f*ck with me
Me and Jose together I get drops and he gon' serve them Ps
I crack me a n*gga and keep it discreet
I was bumping that Drac' with a bussed AP
If they bring up rappers they talking 'bout me
Took a oldhead Cartier that sh*t jhi sweet
I'ma talk my sh*t and you just gotta listen
And long live the realest and n*ggas gon' feel it
And bro catch a case and I'm killing the witness
Don't bring up _ I don't f*ck with them n*ggas
They be sliding on YouTube killing on Instagram
n*ggas ain't nothing these n*ggas they been fans
I be banging my pistol and slapping with big hand
She claim she a dyke I f*ck her with both hands
[Outro: Baby Jamo]
Boom, boom, aye Tall and Jose
We stuck like glue, get right through
Uh, [?]