文本歌词

Stick Up Boyz - French Montana/Max B
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100 grand rubber band
A ni**a low a wanted man
Sure you're right I know ya high
Talkin' crazy run for your life
They can't believe nuttin' new hot as me
Money can't buy the streets
I been paid my men spray
100 rounds sound like merengue
Or the Nolia Clap it's only rap
That's what they thought
Now it's 40 on ya hat
What's the matter huh
I'm the new breath of fresh air
Like a asthma pump
Representing
My militant squad that snatch you out ya car that you're renting
Told 'Kon put ya leg up
Five stacks on the floor
watch homie f**kin' dig up
If you hit me I'ma hit ya back
We got 'em on the Rose Oww
If you stick me I'ma stick you back
I got 'em f**kin' with hoes Oww
Make ya get 'em girl gunnin'
We down we done stick 'em
Big Mac come they sorry they ever xxxx him
Cop a 7 we drivin' late in the sixes
Convicts gun under the armpit
Ow Ow
Lightin' niggaz up with the heater bro my seat is low
They fold up like that Peter Rowe
Get 'em in the mood off the versatile
Squirt it loud baby let me beat
Kuz I can make it worth ya while
I can do it easy sleazy
Niggaz speak and revokin' my bail
They be scared to smoke it in jail well
I was weekly creeply sticks
Smoked 'em at a fast pace
Kuz mami this ya last take
Came in only dropped the the glee way had 'em play DJs
Heat spray we spray the enemies
Frienemies (Naw)
Big'll wiggle like the centipede yeah
I be in and out
I can clear the tenants out
I can clear ya minutes out with one conversation waitin'
Stakin' in the hallway pacin'
Niggaz they be hatin'
Makin' sh*t that don't matter to the game
Kuz most of you niggaz is lames
Ow
If you hit me I'ma hit ya back
We got 'em on the Rose Oww
If you stick me I'ma stick you back
I got 'em f**kin' with hoes Oww
Make ya get 'em girl gunnin' we down we done stick 'em
Big Mac come they sorry they ever xxxx him
Cop a 7 we drivin' late in the sixes
Convicts gun under the armpit
Ow Ow
Shorty from the Lou'
She take it in the cunt
And niggaz talkin' crazy
I'm shakin' in my boots
A couple thou I'm Mr Childs
Street ni**a like Kevin Chiles
You got a V6 I got a 6 V's
My young boys turn ya brains to swiss cheese
A proper team
I mean badabing
With a model b**ch in the back gargling
I'm so high open cooch baby
I told Grease let me loose baby
Coupe 280 flyin' through 80
R I P to my dude Adee
My transition is phenomenal
Still hop out cop tapes and Amadu
My lil' brother bail 'bout a half a mill
French Montana everything signed and sealed
If you hit me I'ma hit ya back
We got 'em on the Rose Oww
If you stick me I'ma stick you back
I got 'em f**kin' with hoes Oww
Make ya get 'em girl gunnin'
We down we done stick 'em
Big Mac come they sorry they ever xxxx him
Cop a 7 we drivin' late in the sixes
Convicts gun under the armpit
Ow Ow