CAME WIT A STICK

Came with a stick an I leave with a body
I'm in New York bout to leave in a rrari
556 they bout to heat up his body
I left that bitch and I didn't say sorry

Call up my nigga get his ass hit, 24 hours see him in a ditch
I'm just a nigga tryna get rich
Run up the money run it up quick
I'm in the top 10 the top pic
I'm on the news trending topic
Walk in the function they like who this
I'm really bout it really don't miss
Call up my twin he pull up quick
I got a glock an it stay on my hip
I keep a pack an it stay in the zip
Did it for free he didn't ask for a tip

Only 16 but still don't need friends
Caught in four kay I saw it through the lens
Peep a young nigga rolling in a Benz can't see these niggas through Cartier lens

My flow is emasculate I'm not a pacifist
Hit that girl once betta know that I'm passing it
Back again i saw yo mans on the block selling crack again
Yo girl told me come over blow out that back again
I'm in yo fridge on yo couch in ha mouth
Put on my shiesty I move like a mouse
I saw you running so nigga don't trip
Bitch if you trip you get put in a zip

A pack, we on yo block so u betta not lack
I can't get caught by the cops with my strap
These niggas not bout it these niggas is cap yah
I don't fuck with these niggas they wack
They don't trap, they be cap
Had to put him to sleep take a nap
Bitch I'm back in da trap

An I rap, bitch I'm better then you
I got stacks got more chatter then you
I got tools more artillery
You can shot if u mess with my kin an me that's why I

Came with a stick an I leave with a body
Came with a stick an I leave with a body
Came with a stick an I leave with a body



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Writer(s): Lemuel Allen
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