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1oneam - stuck to him lyrics

[chorus]
(boop+boop)
ayy, shoutout all my hatin’ n+ggas ’cause i get to stomp on ’em
“why you show the kicks so much?” ’cause i blew a buck on ’em
way they lookin’ at lil zen, they like, “that bag stuck to him”
told my lil’ bro there’s a way, i guess that sh+t stuck to him
(ayy, hey) guess that sh+t stuck to him
i can’t even imagine, my n+gga, but it must suck losing
bottle, bottle, i just popped a bottle, now my ass coolin’

[verse 1]
model, model, i just f+cked a model, feelin’ lucky, hit the lotto
bad b+tch, she wanna drink moscato, all black fit, my sh+t look mono
i went too up just like apollo (ooh)
these n+ggas watchin’, catch a hollow
coppin’ all designer sh+t, i don’t even look at barcodes
emo b+tch, she slit it up, that ho just look like barcode
bands touchin’ down ’cause a young n+gga just hit upload
yеah, put your hands down, tryna see that lil’ sh+t throw
n+ggas fake, see that sh+t from a mile, gmo, ayy+ayy
old vibes lеft, but i need some more, bi+b+tch
bi+b+tch, i got dnd, i’m locked in, please don’t hit my phone, bi+b+tch
i don’t wanna hear that sh+t, yeah, please leave me ‘lone (leave me ‘lone)

[chorus]
(oh no)
(boop+boop)
ayy, shoutout all my hatin’ n+ggas ’cause i get to stomp on ’em
“why you show the kicks so much?” ’cause i blew a buck on ’em
way they lookin’ at lil zen, they like, “that bag stuck to him”
told my lil’ bro there’s a way, i guess that sh+t stuck to him
(ayy, hey) guess that sh+t stuck to him
i can’t even imagine, my n+gga, but it must suck losing
bottle, bottle, i just popped a bottle, now my ass coolin’
[verse 2]
hoppin’ that sh+t, ok+okay, do the whole [?]
back to the f+ck with the kid, i ain’t talked to you in a minute
they know me for the chill sh+t, but they don’t need for the real sh+t
i’m with some n+ggas, your [?] shawty like, “zen, you want real sh+t?”
they+they ain’t even see with the kel+tec, they haven’t seen what i felt, yeah
bands stickin’ out like a nail, yeah, n+gga tryna squash sh+t, say, “oh yeah”
get this sh+t suck, “oh well,” yeah, hop in that coupe for them pills, sh+t
n+gga want smoke, what the h+ll? yeah
they like, “zen, you on real sh+t,” ha
they like, “zen, you on real sh+t,” ha, yeah, yeah
and i’m blowin’ all this, oh my god
and i’m blowin’ all this f+ckin’ ‘za, ayy

[outro]
they like, “zen, you on real sh+t,” yeah
i’m top of buildings, i’m on top now, yeah
top of the buildings, i’m on cloud 9, yeah
they like, “zen, you on real sh+t now”
pockets fat, i’m goin’ green time

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