Stizzy
(Hol' on, Hol' on)
(Hol' on, Grtt that, aye, Hol' on Hol' on)
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on)
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on Hol on')
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on)
(Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Hol' on, Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Hol' on, Hol' on, Grtt that, CASH)
(Gang gang)
Aye (Gang, gang)
Way too
Way too lit when I walk in da spot (GANG)
I gotta bad bitch swear she a Thot (AYE)
Shorty a savage holding my glocc
And I know that she down for The Stizzy (STIZZY)
Uh, tell her to Bang it
MOA LOC niggas know that I'm sanctioned (CRIP)
I got no patience, fucc allat gang shit (BOW)
And I fucc wit my Zoe's
My Haitians (ZOES)
My niggas dat run up and stain shit (FACTS)
You ain't neva clap (NAH)
You don't even Trap (NAH)
You don't even Rap (HA)
So how you gon' diss on me
I know some niggas that'll turn you to history
I keep a glocc is you shitten me
Run up catch a Opp And I put him on Snapchat (BYE)
Now I just wait for da clap bacc (HA)
I hit my shoota' off CashApp
Pacc dat, I tell my crodie ta catch dat
Momma told Me gotta cool it
I'm addicted to my music
If I up it imma use it (HUH)
I aint doin nothin' stupid (NAH)
Bro said we gettin money for real
I'm tryna touch me a Mill
I was trappin, I was poppin dem pills
You ain't neva caught an Opp in da field
I ain't sippon if da woccy ain't real (BITCH)
You betta open the seal
Taste it, betta gimmie da chills
Fake it, and you prolly get killed
Uh, Babygirl
Shake it fa me
Ya man is a bum and I'm makin money
I got da raccs on go
Said she want Designer imma put her head to toe
I kno she want me to beat it
But she got a man she cheatin,
I'll keep it quiet but you gotta eat it (SHH)
Imma jus keep it a secret (HA)
Babygirl
Shake it fa me
Ya man is a bum and I'm makin money
I got da raccs on go, said she want Designer
Imma put ha head to toe
I kno she want me to beat it
But she got a man she cheatin
I'll keep it quiet but you gotta eat it (Shh)
Imma jus keep it a secret it
Way too lit when I walk in da spot
I gotta Bad Bitch swear she a Thot (Gang)
Shorty a savage holding my glocc (HOL' ON)
And I kno that she down for The Stizzy
(STIZZY, STIZZY, STIZZY)
Tell her to bang it (BANG IT)
MOA LOC niggas kno that I'm sanctioned (CRIP)
I got no patience
Fuck allat gang shit
And I fucc wit my Zoe's
My Haitians (MY ZOES)
My niggas that run up and stain shit (MY NIGGAS)
You ain't neva clap(NAH)
You don't even Trap
You don't even Rap (BITCH)
So how you gon diss on me
I kno sum niggas that'll turn you to history
I keep a glocc is you shittin me
(Hol' on, Grtt that, aye, Hol' on Hol' on)
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on)
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on Hol on')
(Grtt that, aye, Hol' on)
(Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Hol' on, Grtt that)
(Hol' on, Hol' on, Hol' on, Grtt that, CASH)
(Gang gang)
Aye (Gang, gang)
Way too
Way too lit when I walk in da spot (GANG)
I gotta bad bitch swear she a Thot (AYE)
Shorty a savage holding my glocc
And I know that she down for The Stizzy (STIZZY)
Uh, tell her to Bang it
MOA LOC niggas know that I'm sanctioned (CRIP)
I got no patience, fucc allat gang shit (BOW)
And I fucc wit my Zoe's
My Haitians (ZOES)
My niggas dat run up and stain shit (FACTS)
You ain't neva clap (NAH)
You don't even Trap (NAH)
You don't even Rap (HA)
So how you gon' diss on me
I know some niggas that'll turn you to history
I keep a glocc is you shitten me
Run up catch a Opp And I put him on Snapchat (BYE)
Now I just wait for da clap bacc (HA)
I hit my shoota' off CashApp
Pacc dat, I tell my crodie ta catch dat
Momma told Me gotta cool it
I'm addicted to my music
If I up it imma use it (HUH)
I aint doin nothin' stupid (NAH)
Bro said we gettin money for real
I'm tryna touch me a Mill
I was trappin, I was poppin dem pills
You ain't neva caught an Opp in da field
I ain't sippon if da woccy ain't real (BITCH)
You betta open the seal
Taste it, betta gimmie da chills
Fake it, and you prolly get killed
Uh, Babygirl
Shake it fa me
Ya man is a bum and I'm makin money
I got da raccs on go
Said she want Designer imma put her head to toe
I kno she want me to beat it
But she got a man she cheatin,
I'll keep it quiet but you gotta eat it (SHH)
Imma jus keep it a secret (HA)
Babygirl
Shake it fa me
Ya man is a bum and I'm makin money
I got da raccs on go, said she want Designer
Imma put ha head to toe
I kno she want me to beat it
But she got a man she cheatin
I'll keep it quiet but you gotta eat it (Shh)
Imma jus keep it a secret it
Way too lit when I walk in da spot
I gotta Bad Bitch swear she a Thot (Gang)
Shorty a savage holding my glocc (HOL' ON)
And I kno that she down for The Stizzy
(STIZZY, STIZZY, STIZZY)
Tell her to bang it (BANG IT)
MOA LOC niggas kno that I'm sanctioned (CRIP)
I got no patience
Fuck allat gang shit
And I fucc wit my Zoe's
My Haitians (MY ZOES)
My niggas that run up and stain shit (MY NIGGAS)
You ain't neva clap(NAH)
You don't even Trap
You don't even Rap (BITCH)
So how you gon diss on me
I kno sum niggas that'll turn you to history
I keep a glocc is you shittin me
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Writer(s): Jalen Embry
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