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lub minu & kayglo - sticks in the v lyrics

[verse 1: lub minu]
i rock with my five
pull on [?], you gon’ die
we got way too many sticks up in this v, so you decide
i’m gon’ bounce out with this .223, lil bro bounce out with 9
if it’s up, lil b+tch, it’s up
no, i ain’t tryna waste no time
big switch, put it on the glock, that’s my favorite kind
freaky b+tch, she on my d+ck
don’t wanna f+ck, just pass the chime
let’s go!
my lil [?] bad
she know how to dress, i buy her expensive sh+t
bail out the truck with a big fo’+nick’
try to run, put a beam on top of his sh+t
i got a big bankroll
she do what i say, so i’m droppin’ a bag on the b+tch
b+tch, i be flee from the head to the toe
when i walk in party, they know i’m the sh+t
white n+ggas out here be on our d+ck
if you really want smoke, have my [?]
we from the trenches, we really got sticks
we’ll hawk ’em down, and hop out with the nick’, b+tch

[verse 1: kayglo]
tired of p+ssy n+ggas steady sending all them threats
n+gga, pop out
bet i have them k!llers at your neck
this a brand new f&n
n+gga, we don’t f+ck with tecs
lately i been playing ball
come outside, i ain’t tryna text, b+tch
pop up out that sprinter, we ain’t tryna loan no whip
if you pull up on this block, we gon’ send shots through the fender
i’m a demon, my heart cold
real cold, like it’s december
you claim you be with them guys
boy, your ass is not a member

[verse 2: lub minu]
just got a glock with a new f&n, this lil b+tch raw as f+ck
put a switch on back the glock
so when i shoot, this b+tch gon’ buss
we [?] the glocks up in this b+tch
that’s hog, we shakin’ up
hop out gang, we too official
we like hoppin’ out them trucks
hop up out that sprinter, me and casey feed ’em dinner
this b+tch bad, she want a winner
but she got bl!cks to blow at n+ggas
if you a demon, i’m a reaper
get n+ggas gone without that trigger
you claim you be with them n+ggas
but you still don’t got no bl!cker, b+tch

[verse 2: kayglo]
jog and hog, b+tch, that’s the same thing
and my n+ggas pressure gang
you know we always bring that flame
it’s 2022, we don’t do no fighting
the glock go bang
my lil shooter black as f+ck
and he got range like luol deng
i k!ll me a n+gga if he try reach for my chain
i’ll put you in the dirt, that’s if you bappin’ on my name
i took some losses in this sh+t
man, that sh+t part of the game
this lil b+tch, she from the other side
man, folks ‘nem ran a trian

[verse 3: lub minu]
i’mma pull up, let it bang
send some shots right where you hang
l.a. got the wheel, he do the dash, he swerving lane+to+lane
hit the e+way on the jakes
i’m a menace, f+ck the brakes
i’mma pull up on yo block and let off shots right where you lay

that’s the ‘k
faceshot, doa
no trace, closed case, b+tch!

- lub minu kayglo lyrics

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