Stick It to the Man
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
I need my cake, let's get it straight
I need a bag & a blunt to the face
I'm paper chasing & I'm winning the race
I'm whipping a Honda like a I'm in a Wraith
A thief in the night & a chief in the day
I'm at the top & it feel really great
You say it's a problem I'm all in your face
Bad bitch give me top, put it all on her face
Stay in your lane, stay in your place
They follow the leader, they riding the wave
I got your lady I'm treating her great
I give her good D & she feeding me grapes
That bitch hit the splits on the dick for the cake
So many bills I need me a safe
I live like a villain I need me a cape
I'm smoking on gas like I'm hitting the vape
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
Busting out the whip I'm killing
Stacking bread way past the ceiling
Fucking on shawty I'm drilling
Finna' over dose, still sipping
Actavis in my kidneys
Smell lean when I'm pissing
Nigga want smoke let's get it
Where the address, bitch send it
I'ma bust down on a Rolex
Shot a lil nigga & is hoe next
Sawed off pump got no neck
Double R buck got the tote deck
If you got cash nigga show it
My bitch bad & boujee & she know it
If she keep it solid with Young Savo, lil mama we can work it out like Bowflex
Wanna sleep on me nigga?
Wanna play like I don't got that heat on me nigga
You too green for me nigga
You got a gun & you still call police on a nigga
You too cheap for a nigga
Try to book a show to see if I mean it lil nigga
I don't beef with no nigga
Load the dick up in that .40, go pee on a nigga
My niggas slimy, slat
Boy better stay his ass back
Or I send them snake to attack
Lil bro wipe your nose
The .40 don't kick when it clack
Yea leave that fuck boy on his back
We just picked up on some things
I'm finna' go get me some wax
Booman said he got a new pack
Get high, can't relax
I'm spending this money so fast
My neck moving making it back
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
I need my cake, let's get it straight
I need a bag & a blunt to the face
I'm paper chasing & I'm winning the race
I'm whipping a Honda like a I'm in a Wraith
A thief in the night & a chief in the day
I'm at the top & it feel really great
You say it's a problem I'm all in your face
Bad bitch give me top, put it all on her face
Stay in your lane, stay in your place
They follow the leader, they riding the wave
I got your lady I'm treating her great
I give her good D & she feeding me grapes
That bitch hit the splits on the dick for the cake
So many bills I need me a safe
I live like a villain I need me a cape
I'm smoking on gas like I'm hitting the vape
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
Busting out the whip I'm killing
Stacking bread way past the ceiling
Fucking on shawty I'm drilling
Finna' over dose, still sipping
Actavis in my kidneys
Smell lean when I'm pissing
Nigga want smoke let's get it
Where the address, bitch send it
I'ma bust down on a Rolex
Shot a lil nigga & is hoe next
Sawed off pump got no neck
Double R buck got the tote deck
If you got cash nigga show it
My bitch bad & boujee & she know it
If she keep it solid with Young Savo, lil mama we can work it out like Bowflex
Wanna sleep on me nigga?
Wanna play like I don't got that heat on me nigga
You too green for me nigga
You got a gun & you still call police on a nigga
You too cheap for a nigga
Try to book a show to see if I mean it lil nigga
I don't beef with no nigga
Load the dick up in that .40, go pee on a nigga
My niggas slimy, slat
Boy better stay his ass back
Or I send them snake to attack
Lil bro wipe your nose
The .40 don't kick when it clack
Yea leave that fuck boy on his back
We just picked up on some things
I'm finna' go get me some wax
Booman said he got a new pack
Get high, can't relax
I'm spending this money so fast
My neck moving making it back
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
I ain't even got no feelings
I'm sticking to the plan
Whole lot of bands thumbing through my hands
Gotta keep it real, stick it to the man
My money busting through the ceiling
Fuck a mil' I want a billion
The kid turned into the man
Big dog, you don't understand
Pop a Percy let me feel it
Until I ain't even got no feelings
Hit lil' mama make her feel it
But baby I ain't got no feelings
She know that I be the chillest
She know that I'm finna' kill it
When I hit it from the back, rock her like a band
Jchilly' be the realist
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Writer(s): Jordan Hill
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