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infinity888 - sticky tucked lyrics

[chorus + infinity888]
they flows be generic, me, i could switch it up
they be gettn caught lackin, me, i got my sticky tucked
smoking purple, 3.5 in backwoods, watch me break it down
no window shoppin, 3.5 in saks fifth, know i drip me down

[verse 1 + infinity888]
i’m balling like i’m scotty but that doesn’t rhyme so i guess i’m just pimpin
your girl in my dm’s you know she simpin’, she already wearing a gown
i hit the beat like chris brown, racks on me and i hit town
pour a 4 and it makes me sit down, i’m a cold criminal
i hit the gym then did a subliminal, drugs are not only medicinal
double cup got me thinking political, making me despicable
i’m invisible, you so predictable, see a bad b+tch, irresistible
i got one quality, divisible reciprocal, but i’m still miserable

[verse 2 + mc backwards r]
beware of the white guy with the lazy eye, on his daily high
with the crazy vibe, he’ll take your wife and you know he bites
so take your time. to decide, if you wanna f+ckin’ end your life, alright?
i’m out of sight, i’ll show you why, when i arrive, it’s ‘the dead of night.’ (goodnight.)
i’m an odd f+ck, shootin’ double+aught buck, i’m not what you thought but
i’mma blow your brains out, send ya thoughts up, to where gods from, are you lost bruh?
i don’t need my sticky tucked to fight you, ’cause i’m like glue
shoot it though the pupils of ya eyes, never get out’cha mind, dude
so i just say f+ck it and murder the critics that’re hard to please
i lost custody of my mic, they chargin’ me ’cause i harmed the beat
“c’mon mc that don’t make sense man, be serious, please!”
well this sh+t is like paraplegics, it ain’t that hard to beat, (whoa!)
[verse 3 + infinity888]
it’s not hard to beat, i have a few gangsters that’d k!ll you outside my street
passed the blunt to mc cause i want to eat, i want to speak, now i’m throwing threes
don’t mess with me, i’ll leave your bank account with no increase, no growing trees
cope with me, i have hard times whenever i retreat, i don’t retreat, bones beneath my shoulder crease
pick a fight i’ll bring some older teens, up it a few degrees, no worries
go in peace, though it seems that most believe you have no disease

- infinity888 lyrics

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