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adbill - stick up 4 u lyrics

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[chorus: juice wrld]
brother used to serve heroin to your pops (uh+huh)
ridin’ down your block, tryna look for the opps (uh+huh)
b+tches in my dm, givin’ me the drop (uh+huh)
so now i know how many n+ggas with you in that house (uh+huh)
you won’t know it’s me, i got my mask on (got my mask on)
this a stick up, grab the straps let’s get in and get out (let’s get in and get out)
i run off on the plug, pulled a fast one (pulled a fast one)
whip his bricks up, set up shop then i trap out my house (trap out my house)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
all old money, but the shoes new (ya’ dig?)
pull up while i’m shooting out the moon roof (yeah)
this f+ck n+gga wanna k!ll me (ya’ dig?)
ain’t my fault your mama like dog food (yeah)
ayy, balenci’ on my kicks, i spent yo’ rent on it (spent yo’ rent on it)
yeah, they see the wave, they try to get on it (they try to get on it)
got the world in my hands, i’ma sh+t on ’em (i’ma sh+t on ’em)
if i go broke i’ma hit stains, pick pockets (i’ma hit a l!ck on it)
like robbery, this ain’t twitter don’t follow me (uh)
bad ass b+tch gon’ swallow me (uh)
choppa smash your head like a pumpkin, yeah, halloween
bullet to your head like concussion (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
oh you havin’ a party? we may go shoot up your function (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
twenty three in this glock, i shoot it like jumpman, jumpman, jumpman (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
off of the molly and the bacardi so it feel crazy when we f+ckin’ (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
she want a hubby, i think it’s funny, after that i change the subject (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
make an example out of her boyfriend, he get crucified in public (wow, wow, wow, uh+huh)
d+mn, i ain’t mean to get that trill
d+mn, it is what it is
[chorus: juice wrld]
brother used to serve heroin to your pops (uh+huh)
ridin’ down your block, tryna look for the opps (uh+huh)
b+tches in my dm, givin’ me the drop (uh+huh)
so now i know how many n+ggas with you in that house (uh+huh)
you won’t know it’s me, i got my mask on (got my mask on)
this a stick up, grab the straps let’s get in and get out (let’s get in and get out)
i run off on the plug, pulled a fast one (pulled a fast one)
whip his bricks up, set up shop then i trap out my house (trap out my house)

[verse 2: lil durk & juice wrld]
she a tricky head (uh, uh, uh)
thirty percocet (percocet, uh, uh, uh)
.40 glocks and sh+t (glocks and sh+t, uh, uh, uh)
fifty, extended clips (uh, uh, uh)
two+sixty, rolling crip (rolling crip, uh, uh, uh)
rolls truck on that list (skrrt, uh, uh, uh)
my diamond like chandeliers (uh, uh, uh)
one carat, a hundred points (uh, uh, uh)
these n+ggas they unimportant
she suck d+ck, ooh she nasty (yeah)
suck d+ck for gucci glasses (glasses)
my b+tch is cougar status (status)
off these drugs, an addict (addict)
two+tone bust down patek (patek)
it’s not no room, i smashed it (smashed it)
get switched with kids classes, yeah
b+tch go swallow her shrooms (shrooms), but i won’t lie to you
i got a feeling that he seein’ shadows in his room (yeah, yeah)
h+llcat car go vroom (skrrt), extended clip go chh+chh, boom
designer draws on loom (fruity)
make that [?] wanna f+ck on her booty
i’m still the rockstar from the trenches (trenches)
pass the russian cream we rollin’ no more swishers
every time i swallow all them pills, it be delicious
back then they really ain’t wanna hear what i had to say
now they gon’ listen (they gon’ listen)
jeans be amiri, ‘miri, ‘miri, all on the scene (yeah, yeah)
i wanna watch his head slidin’ over, ain’t no tiki (yeah, yeah)
yeah, you wearing wires in the pool, p+ssy get in (get in)
and i can’t give up on that sh+t, man i got sh+t in (gotta get in)
juice wrld want that wok’ i want that actavis (actavis)
she left my bro on seen, i had to smash the b+tch
chanel still drop these off, but ain’t even ask for this
you turnt your back on me, i told you i won’t pass this sh+t
[chorus: juice wrld]
brother used to serve heroin to your pops (uh+huh)
ridin’ down your block, tryna look for the opps (uh+huh)
b+tches in my dm, givin’ me the drop (uh+huh)
so now i know how many n+ggas with you in that house (uh+huh)
you won’t know it’s me, i got my mask on (got my mask on)



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