Stickem Up (Poppstyle)
Real smooth like this uh
What we tell ah nigga
Sticked up
Clicked up
Me and my gang all glicked up
You niggas ain't wit it
Fuck around and get ya shit pushed back
Oh no no no that ain't it
Aye
Work Work Work Work
Sticked up
Clicked up
All my gang cliqued up
Moneybag need a pickup
Moneybag trying get a pick up
I just fucked my best friend and her sister
I don't even think that they real sisters
Say I'm toxic but you knew what this was
42s on that tire
That's a big truck
Pickup
All these niggas calling me they brovaa
But they more like my lil sistas sista
I got my hand on her spot man it's
looking like a nigga playing twister
Rollin jays back to back
Bet you catch a contact
Say they real we need they wack
My tongue is blue my sole is black
My whip like a space ship
Cuz I built a foundation
stacking all these dead men
They like what it cost to be a BOS
Have them gits kick ya door
And come take it all
And when you get this high can't be scared to fall
I don't fuck with the judge but I givem law
I drop the lean in the juice
The army
The navy
The troops
Workgang lil bitch what it do?
Ayee workgang lil bitch what it do
Sticked up
Clicked up
All my gang cliqued up
Moneybag need a pickup
Moneybag trying get a pick up
What we tell ah nigga
Sticked up
Clicked up
Me and my gang all glicked up
You niggas ain't wit it
Fuck around and get ya shit pushed back
Oh no no no that ain't it
Aye
Work Work Work Work
Sticked up
Clicked up
All my gang cliqued up
Moneybag need a pickup
Moneybag trying get a pick up
I just fucked my best friend and her sister
I don't even think that they real sisters
Say I'm toxic but you knew what this was
42s on that tire
That's a big truck
Pickup
All these niggas calling me they brovaa
But they more like my lil sistas sista
I got my hand on her spot man it's
looking like a nigga playing twister
Rollin jays back to back
Bet you catch a contact
Say they real we need they wack
My tongue is blue my sole is black
My whip like a space ship
Cuz I built a foundation
stacking all these dead men
They like what it cost to be a BOS
Have them gits kick ya door
And come take it all
And when you get this high can't be scared to fall
I don't fuck with the judge but I givem law
I drop the lean in the juice
The army
The navy
The troops
Workgang lil bitch what it do?
Ayee workgang lil bitch what it do
Sticked up
Clicked up
All my gang cliqued up
Moneybag need a pickup
Moneybag trying get a pick up
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Jones
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