Stick Talk

[Intro: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, huh

Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on

1400/800, nigga

Yeah, gang shit

Bitch, uh, you ain't tote no fuckin' guns, nigga

Stop cappin' (B-B-Bankroll got it), ayy

Yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]

We shoot at your body until it go numb

We play with them choppas, we love all them drums (Drums)

You talk that stick talk but don't play with them guns

We caught your ass lackin', we shoot and you run (Bah)

We came off food stamps in the trenches with crumbs (Slime, slatt)

Split-split second, and, nigga, you done (Done)

Face down, bitch, with your dick in the mud (Mud)

My bitch feed my gun while I'm rolling a blunt, ayy (Hahaha)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Ayy (Ayy, ayy), uh (Ayy, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, bah, bah, bah)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (No guns)

You talk that stick talk but, bitch, ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

Guns (Guns), they totin' guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Ain't totin' no guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Niggas ain't totin' no guns)

[Verse 1: 800goony]

We totin' them guns, we totin' with sticks

We do it for fun (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bah-bah-bah-bah)

My niggas go dumb, 800 Baby, I come from the slums

Smokin' that gas, a lot in my blunt (A lot in my blunt)

Sippin' on drank and it go to my lungs (Yeah, yeah)

[?] my teeth and it sound like the [?]

I can't fuck with these niggas, I do not [?]

These niggas my sons

Smokin' that gas, yeah

My niggas they pull up with mags, yeah, yeah (Blatt, blatt)

Pull up in Jags, yeah, my niggas be poppin' them tags, yeah (Skrrt)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Ayy (Ayy, ayy), uh (Ayy, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, bah, bah, bah)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (No guns)

You talk that stick talk but, bitch, ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

Guns (Guns), they totin' guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Ain't totin' no guns, Juan)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Niggas ain't totin' no guns, huh)

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Extendo on the draco, I put on the drum (Extendo on the draco)

Talkin' that shit, we gon' cut out his tongue

I take a piss and I still got my gun

1400 Margielas, I'm steppin' on (1400)

[?] shut down, still strapped up in the red zone

Draco with the wood on, [?] two tone

Spin a nigga spot all night, you can't go home

Talkin' 'bout them sticks, nigga, you ain't even totin' one

[?] with the hit stick like Madden

Ridin' with me then you crashin' (Crashin')

He want the smoke, we got pump for the asthma

Fuck on the perc', go faster

I turn your lil' son to a bastard

Turn the smoke in, it's in ashes

Sniper my scope go through Cartier glasses

Choppa a freak, you get nasty

Stick with the drum like I'm [?]

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]

We shoot at your body until it go numb

We play with them choppas, we love all them drums (Drums)

You talk that stick talk but don't play with them guns

We caught your ass lackin', we shoot and you run (Bah)

We came off food stamps in the trenches with crumbs (Slime, slatt)

Split-split second, and, nigga, you done (Done)

Face down, bitch, with your dick in the mud (Mud)

My bitch feed my gun while I'm rolling a blunt, ayy (Hahaha)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Ayy (Ayy, ayy), uh (Ayy, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, bah, bah, bah)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (No guns)

You talk that stick talk but, bitch, ain't totin' no guns (Guns)

Guns (Guns), they totin' guns (Guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Ain't totin' no guns)

You talk that stick talk but ain't totin' no guns (Niggas ain't totin' no guns)