Real Sticks

(Kidd!)
I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz'
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit' no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (Why you talk?)
I ain't never told, don't needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn'
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin' round with racks, yea I need all hunnids

Heard he got some racks, so where his cash at?
Ratchet hit me, used to smack on cashapp
Fuck the team and try to cuff this backpack
You smoke on that bullshit, I smoke boof pack
Don't wanna talk, I just want the money
8 In my lean, the feel in my tummy
Louis backpack, young nigga is stuntin'
I hit a lick, when you go and runnin'
Talkin' stupid, bitch get cut off
In a coupe, I might just skrt off

I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz'
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit' no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (Why you talk?)
I ain't never told, don't needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn'
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin' round with racks, yea I need all hunnids

No milly rock, pull up on your block
Call me a tutor, I'm on your spot
Catch you on me, bitch you a thot
If you want cash, that's what I got
Gucci my bag, ballin' like 23
If we ain't used to talk, don't talk to me
Met you back at home, now she stalkin' me
I don't need no loans, so stop callin' me
I be shinin' nigga, I got icy stone
Heard you want some dope, I got 2 phones

I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz'
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit' no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (Why you talk?)
I ain't never told, don't needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn'
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin' round with racks, yea I need all hunnids



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Writer(s): Lathan Echols
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