k2finesse – stick remix lyrics
[intro]
finesse
stick
okay okay
wait, okay okay
yeah
[hook]
too many bustdown diamonds i’m sick
and if he keep on talkin then he gon get hit
yeah we finna pop that lil boy like a zit
and i got me some prada i mix with the rick
and that boy said he hard but he ain’t on sh+t
why he talk so much like he ain’t on d+ck
and why that boy keep on runnin his mouth like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
too many bustdown diamonds i’m sick
and if he keep on talkin then he gon get hit
yeah we finna pop that lil boy like a zit
and i got me some prada i mix with the+
and that boy said he hard but he ain’t on sh+t
why he talk so much like he ain’t on d+ck
and why that boy keep on runnin his mouth like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
[verse]
like that’s my crib n+gga why is yo hoe there
n+gga said he wan’t smoke don’t go there
i got a stick yeah my bro got a stick yeah we all got a stick so you know that it’s no fair
yeah i swear on my gang we’ll run on yo block
said he want smoke pull up at six on the dot
wait how much money i get, a lot
and yo b+tch on me she be ridin my+
hahaha, hold up+ and yo b+tch on me she be ridin my c+ck
keep my gang in the kitchen they whippin the pots
a lil hood ass n+gga one thing that you not
why you sayin you hard n+gga you need to stop
fore i up that drac and i make it pop
you my son lil n+gga yeah i’m yo pops
you lil snitch ass n+ggas keep calling the cops
[pre+hook]
keep my bl!ck on my side and i’m rollin outside and you n+ggas just going out sad
n+gga told me he a real life shooter and he keep a gl!ck now he going out bad
better watch yo tone fore i run up on you and i’m really gon take everything that you have
like f+ck yall lame ass n+ggas i really don’t care whatchu say cause i’m getting my bag
[hook]
too many bustdown diamonds i’m sick
and if he keep on talkin then he gon get hit
yeah we finna pop that lil boy like a zit
and i got me some prada i mix with the rick
and that boy said he hard but he ain’t on sh+t
why he talk so much like he ain’t on d+ck
and why that boy keep on runnin his mouth like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
too many bustdown diamonds i’m sick
and if he keep on talkin then he gon get hit
yeah we finna pop that lil boy like a zit
and i got me some prada i mix with the+
and that boy said he hard but he ain’t on sh+t
why he talk so much like he ain’t on d+ck
and why that boy keep on runnin his mouth like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
stick!
[outro]
like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
stick!
stick!
like he can’t get hit with this godd+mn stick
stick!
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