Wit a Sticc

[Intro] Idea coming for the 808 [Verse 1: $tupid Young] Aye Glizzy on my waist like a hip bone Told my nigga that he straight when he get home The opps only good for making diss songs, the only thing I'm turnin' down is the street I live on Sell a couple packs off the flip phone Shoot a nigga they ain't act like I ain't did shit wrong Disrespectful lil nigga, say i'm dead wrong cause if the opps gotta candle light its gettin' pissed on You wanna gamble with yo life then nigga bet it up I heard a bitch don't like them niggas have her set it up Mix the body wit the K, we gon' wet it up I rеally started from the ground but now i'm headеd up To the toppy, she gon' suck it sloppy Make her call me papi, then I bust her like a glocky Nah I ain't cocky, but can't nobody stop me Snitch nigga, bitch nigga, nigga that is not me [Chorus: $tupid Young] I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Runnin' through the city wit the crips Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Gucci or the or the Louis or the Fendi wit the drip Aye I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip Aye [Verse 2: $tupid Young] Every time I rap nigga I speak all facts Like a uppercase letter nigga you all cap Aim for his ball cap, wartime, making the enemies wanna fall back Look in the mirror, I feel like the chosen one Tiger Woods wit a pole, tryna put a hole in one He never slide, but only cry when his homie gone Them niggas hard to find, they rare like a pokémon Came with my gang I don't bang for the fame Can't hang with them lames Can't change for no change Stay wit a thang and I aim for the brain You ain't the same, can't complain Nigga stay in yo lane And everything I do is all for the bread Fuck a bad bitch then kick her right off of the bed Still screamin' long live dirt If I catch that nigga *censored* then its off with his head [Chorus: $tupid Young] I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Runnin' through the city wit the crips Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Gucci or the or the Louis or the Fendi wit the drip Aye I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips(gang, gang) Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip [Verse 3: Tee Grizzly] Tell mac bring my money back this drank hit Vv's on my neck, my niggas got the same shit Tryna stuff eighty in my pocket this shit can't fit Call my Asian crips, them nigga do same day hits I just landed in LA hit up my nigga young We got bands, and like a band, I stay wit a drum I can buy what you got on, but I ah take yo shit(give me that) Call bro, I need a Draco, he got navy sticks I hit a nigga city, get a room and a rental, find out where he be Pokin', throw a hundred out the window I got niggas in the feds, all they paperwork official Told yo bitch stop screamin' they gon' think I'm tryna kill you Shut up, two-tone rollie, 100k it's on me(on me) This bitch a hood trophy, my bitch a good trophy Lost the police in that cat brody, you should of saw me Them bitches prolly still wishin' that they could've caught me Nigga [Chorus: $tupid Young] I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Runnin' through the city wit the crips Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Gucci or the or the Louis or the Fendi wit the drip Aye I just bought a glizzy wit a stick Run-Runnin' through the city wit the crips Bitch lookin' pretty wit them tits Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi wit the drip Aye