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ace og - sticky lyrics

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[intro]
ooh, yeah
(okska)
ayy, lil’ b+tch
ooh, ooh (slatt)

[chorus]
b+tches be hatin’, they wanna talk sh+t (yeah)
we smokin’ dope, we get high like a blimp (woo)
whole lotta red, yeah, my life is a trip (ayy)
i can’t walk out my house if i don’t got a stick (ayy, brrr)
shootin’ my shot, i’m a certified rizz (huh?)
b+tch, we get st+rdy, we hittin’ the gritty (ayy)
sellin’ out shows, poppin’ out in your city (woo)
lost a lot, but i made it right back (ayy), no kizzy (go)
i’m with the brothers, you know we get litty (woo)
rockin’ the bed while i’m smashin’ the kitty (smash)
i’ma be trappin’ until i’m like 60 (huh?)
when i was broke, i done made a lil’ fifty (d+mn)
now i got patek phillipe on my wrist (ice)
spit on the d+ck, give it a kiss (mwah)
i got that drip likе a motherf+ckin’ titty (huh?)
i gotta be careful ‘causе sh+t can get sticky (ayy, b+tch!)
[verse]
my b+tch so h+rny, yeah, she wanna f+ck (woo)
beatin’ it up while i’m slappin’ her b+tt
he tryna snitch, ’bout to cut off his tongue (ayy)
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout nuttin’, but we ’bout to bust (what?)
i had to turn it from nothin’ to somethin’ (woo)
already know i’m up next, no discussion (woo)
they be so quick to be makin’ assumptions (woo)
but really they ridin’ my d+ck and i love it (godd+mn)
crashin’ my whip, so i guess i’m a dummy (skrrt)
don’t got no heart, so you know i’m not funny (nah)
why they so mad? these p+ssies be bummy
i’m sippin’ on codeine, i’m bloatin’ my tummy (huh?)
where i’m from, you know it always be sunny (huh?)
chasin’ that bag, gotta go get the money (woo)
hittin’ them l!cks, tell the bankers to run it (phew)
i ball with the homies like kevin durant (go)

[chorus]
b+tches be hatin’, they wanna talk sh+t (yeah)
we smokin’ dope, we get high like a blimp (woo)
whole lotta red, yeah, my life is a trip (ayy)
i can’t walk out my house if i don’t got a stick (ayy, brrr)
shootin’ my shot, i’m a certified rizz (huh?)
b+tch, we get st+rdy, we hittin’ the gritty (ayy)
sellin’ out shows, poppin’ out in your city (woo)
lost a lot, but i made it right back (ayy), no kizzy (go)
i’m with the brothers, you know we get litty (woo)
rockin’ the bed while i’m smashin’ the kitty (smash)
i’ma be trappin’ until i’m like 60 (huh?)
when i was broke, i done made a lil’ fifty (d+mn)
now i got patek phillipe on my wrist (ice)
spit on the d+ck, give it a kiss (mwah)
i got that drip like a motherf+ckin’ titty (huh?)
i gotta be careful ’cause sh+t can get sticky (ayy, b+tch!)
[outro]
(okska)



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