This is a song about "Sticking with my boys"

While my boys crack the beer i sniff the gear

Which made me have to wait like leap year

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

So i'm sticking to refining my pen

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Taking advice and sticking up my anus, good gracious

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war