yung $tik - $aab lyrics
[intro]
(treetime)
i’m a f-ckin’ god
bless you and your f-ckin’ squad
smokin’ gr-ss and f-ckin’ sod
leave you dead like f-ckin’ saab
husband dead, mary todd
you a actor, oscar nod
all that talkin’, you a fraud
d-ck too big, broke her jaw
[verse 1]
she love the way i drip
never kiss her on the lips
rub the plug then i dip
got an uzi in my grip
crunch you like a chip
hollows send you on a trip
buy a house then i flip
make the profit by a ship
this a rollie, it don’t tick
i’m a dog, michael vick
hit it if she thick
but she better make it quick
like it’s soccer, i will kick
hit you with a f-ckin’ brick
crack you open like a chick
that’s what happens to a snitch
[chorus]
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
[verse 2]
this my own, i don’t bite
pour the codeine in my sprite
threaten me, expect a fight
flyin’ high just like a kite
diamonds shinin’ like a light
close my eyes, it’s just too bright
my clip got some height
wipe you out just like a blight
long range without a sight
shoot you down, i just might
see me, you’ll go white
in the streets, i’m quite a fright
hit you wit’ a bike
stab you with a f-ckin’ spike
don’t mess with $tik gang
you only get one strike
[chorus]
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
[verse 3]
stuff it down her f-ckin’ throat
jewelry wet just like a moat
i’m the f-ckin’ goat
keep a chopper in a tote
thousand dollar coat
it’s her murder that she wrote
buy another boat
throw your body off, it floats
i got bands, boy, you broke
you silly, you a joke
diamonds yellow like a yolk
i don’t stop ’til you croak
they don’t want no smoke
aim my rifle at the bloke
fire ’til he broke
tell the cops he had a stroke
[chorus]
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
told him stay from ’round my head
he ain’t listen to what i said
he knelt before me and he plead
but he still f-ckin’ bled
his mama found him dead
some tears were f-ckin’ shed
i ain’t wanna f-ckin’ k!ll him
but i had to save my f-ckin’ head
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