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​​wifisfuneral - stick lyrics

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[intro]
hahahahahahaha
yuh, aye
uh, uh, ah
stack it up
aye, aye, aye, here we go
yuh, aye, aye, aye, yuh

[verse]
i remember i was young and reckless
since a adolescence, codeine my pref’ as a beverage
i was in the two-seater with the legs split
why they tryna hold me down like i’m h-ll-bent?
had to sacrifice a lot just to settle in
i ain’t really talkin’ to ya, my life is a object
feelin’ like a alien that came up out of project
playin’ with my soul like a puppet, do they gotta test?
now i’m off the tec, i’m a mess, i don’t gotta stress
got a little treesh on my neck, but i gotta flex
way that she suck and she swallow, she might just go viral
and i feel like i’m tyson, they play with my top
i’m defendin’ my t-tle, no .223 rifle
with these bands in my hands, i’ma stack it like eiffel
she used to tell me how you like it, daddy, no peter pie though
i was ghost ridin’, swimming’ through the p-ssy like otto
and i’m too focused on the perc-10, i apologize
sadly, we see that he envy me, ’cause we see the despise
look me dead in my eyes, see a skeleton, fried
believe me how i’m next, ye, so i’m diggin’ the opp
got my lean out th counter, they said it’s a drought
i got europe hoes global that play with they mouth

[chorus]
uh, yuh, bust out the rip, right on the hip, ain’t no sh-ts, aye, aye
i pour up tec, i throw a fit, i f-ck a b-tch, yeah, aye
smokin’ on runts, now i’m on stick, opps mad as sh-t, aye, aye
smokin’ on runts, now i’m on stick, opps mad as sh-t
uh, yuh, bust out the rip, right on the hip, ain’t no sh-ts, aye, aye
i pour up tec, i throw a fit, i f-ck a b-tch, yeah, aye
smokin’ on runts, now i’m on stick, opps mad as sh-t, aye, aye
smokin’ on runts, now i’m on stick, opps mad as sh-t, uh



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