Sticks in the Van
Chop it up chop it up, holes in your face
2018 I got racks in the safe
I hit it one time Im not good for no date
I'm making that money, not making mistakes
Hop in the Wraith
Roll down the window take shots at yo brain
Xannies they run through my veins
Roll me some dank, lighting the KK, you rolling laced
Bros before bitches
Yo bitch blowing kisses
I payed on my chain what you paid in tuition
Im up out the van now Im pulling the trigger
I dick down yo hoe and I hit up yo sister
Im at yo door with a double 23
Water my neck knock that bitch on her knees
Aint a damn rat but Im loving this cheese
Just bought a new Draco and left the receipt
We gon pull up with the sticks in the vans, let it ram
We gon pull up wirh the sticks in the van
Got yo main bitch cooling with me, this bitch feeling down my pants, need a plan
Could've took my life, you ran, now we got sticks in the van yeah
Pull up in that Porsche, ride off in that Lamb
Smoke that Backwoods 7 grams, pass it to my mans
We got the
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van
Just blew 20 grand
Just popped a rubber band
Yo ass will get canned and
If you feeling twisted then I might just watch you dance
And if you feeling faded then hit the blunt again
Im just hangin' with my friends, TWG till the end
Did you check the forecast I think its a full send
Drove off in the fucking runner, came back in the Benz
Gassing got me funny
Smoking carrots like a bunny
Made her cry her nose is runny
Had to make it up, so I put my dick in her tummy
She said it tasted yummy
Wrap it up like a mummy
'Cause we got the sticks in the van
Don't want to pop a xan
Drugs aint got shit for me
Yeah we gotta stick to weed and gin man, yeah
Bitch we got the sticks in the huh
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
2018 I got racks in the safe
I hit it one time Im not good for no date
I'm making that money, not making mistakes
Hop in the Wraith
Roll down the window take shots at yo brain
Xannies they run through my veins
Roll me some dank, lighting the KK, you rolling laced
Bros before bitches
Yo bitch blowing kisses
I payed on my chain what you paid in tuition
Im up out the van now Im pulling the trigger
I dick down yo hoe and I hit up yo sister
Im at yo door with a double 23
Water my neck knock that bitch on her knees
Aint a damn rat but Im loving this cheese
Just bought a new Draco and left the receipt
We gon pull up with the sticks in the vans, let it ram
We gon pull up wirh the sticks in the van
Got yo main bitch cooling with me, this bitch feeling down my pants, need a plan
Could've took my life, you ran, now we got sticks in the van yeah
Pull up in that Porsche, ride off in that Lamb
Smoke that Backwoods 7 grams, pass it to my mans
We got the
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van
Just blew 20 grand
Just popped a rubber band
Yo ass will get canned and
If you feeling twisted then I might just watch you dance
And if you feeling faded then hit the blunt again
Im just hangin' with my friends, TWG till the end
Did you check the forecast I think its a full send
Drove off in the fucking runner, came back in the Benz
Gassing got me funny
Smoking carrots like a bunny
Made her cry her nose is runny
Had to make it up, so I put my dick in her tummy
She said it tasted yummy
Wrap it up like a mummy
'Cause we got the sticks in the van
Don't want to pop a xan
Drugs aint got shit for me
Yeah we gotta stick to weed and gin man, yeah
Bitch we got the sticks in the huh
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
Sticks in the van (Bitch we loaded up, bitch we loaded up)
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Writer(s): Oliver Pierce
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