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STICK
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around with a stick on my hip and it might blow
- My fault lil shawty, you know I’m a psycho
- Dick hard when an opp in the scope of my rifle
- Not talking slavery, the game, I’m the owner that’s rightful
- Fat bitch, got her giving me that liposuction
- All these hoes hella common, they a dime a dozen
- Never talking to police, I ain’t McLovin
- Talking tough all on that computer, but now that boy running
- Now that boy running, got him headed for the hills
- Feel like Juice WRLD, every day I take another pill
- The type of shit that make me excited would give these people chills
- Whatever, it’s whatever I can do to pay the fucking bills
- Or make a mil, another kill, I’m stacking up the bloodless bodies
- My dick game is bomb and this bitch Nagasaki
- Just the way these bitches top me, all they mixes sounding sloppy
- Fuck TheBigKipp, all his music copy copy copy
- Do I really own a gun? I don’t know, maybe
- Never finna confirm or deny because them coppers crazy
- Here’s a little hint, I got a special way you pay the late fee
- Immature, I’m never growing up, aborted baby
- I Columbine the beat, I leave it traumatized
- This bitch just fainted when she saw my condom size
- Lewis and Clark with my semen, coochie colonized
- Two choppas singing at the same time, harmonized
- Hold up, wait, let’s get political
- Fuck the republicans, fuck all the liberals
- Think they autistic, take everything literal
- Unload the clip, your condition on critical
- I fucked a bitch with a bush, she George W
- Unload the choppa, this bitch finna dump at you
- I kill your momma, your brother, your uncle too
- Fuck this triplet flow, I’m needing something new
- Your vision fucked, call that myopic, I put my opp in the optic
- Run up on me, you get dropped bitch
- Your boyfriend dick microscopic
- Smoking down pounds of the chronic
- Ay, ay, ay, ay
- I get the cash, man I run it up seamlessly
- I got your bitch steady topping me eagerly
- Deep inside, you know that you can’t compete with me
- Spinning around on your block like a DVD
- Fuck on your bitch, yeah I do that shit frequently
- I’m a visionary, you can’t even see
- Fucking on your bitch, yeah she a fiend for meat
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around town with a stick on my hip
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around with a stick
- Run around with a stick
- Run around with a stick
- Huh, ay, huh, ay
- Run around with a stick
- Run around with a stick
- Run around with a stick
- Huh, ay, huh, bitch
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