Stick w/ Me!
(One and only)
Ayy, go, real Murda Worth shit
I ain't been on this in a minute, you know?
So I just like (Kele), go and talk my shit
I say, "You ain't double O, I'll up the score, send the hoes just to bait all them niggas"
I want all the smoke, he don't know, what that Drac' do to niggas
He won't drop the lo', don't wanna go, that's what that K do to niggas
He ain't double O, I'll up the score
Send a hoe just to bait all them niggas
He ain't in the field, let's keep it real
That's why I hate all you niggas
Slide through, shoot that bitch up
Then dip off like I'm on a time limit
I be on yo' side of town, just know I'm keeping my .9 with me
I only need fifty-two seconds to do my due diligence
Takin' a life with me
Niggas don't wanna get at it
They rather just internet fight with me (bitch, ayy)
Niggas grown ass men, can't show me fifty
We got guns, got plenty (bitch, ayy)
I'll .30 my Glock, I don't want me a .50 (No .50)
It'll jam on a certain predicament (bitch)
You see me in the club, I got my stick in it
You see me in Gucci, I got my stick in it
You see me in traffic, I got my stick in it
Moral of the story, that bitch is gon' stick with me
It's me and Kele, we come with the chemistry
Pull out a couple racks, niggas ain't feelin' me
She ate me up
They ain't my energy
AMG truck got a pop from the Busy Bee
Niggas know they gettin' popped if they mention me
Lil' 30 hittin' the brain if you mention me
Lil Dee, he hittin' the brain if you mention me
I'm rich as fuck, gettin' gang in the industry
I want all the smoke, he don't know, what that Drac' do to niggas
He won't drop the lo', don't wanna go, that's what that K do to niggas
He ain't double O, I'll up the score
Send a hoe just to bait all them niggas
He ain't in the field, let's keep it real
That's why I hate all you niggas
Slide through, shoot that bitch up
Then dip off like I'm on a time limit
I be on yo' side of town, just know I'm keeping my .9 with me
I only need fifty-two seconds to do my due diligence
Takin' a life with me
Niggas don't wanna get at it
They rather just internet fight with me
Bitch, ayy (One and only)
Show me fifty
We got guns, got plenty, bitch
Want no .50, it jam on a certain predicament
Bitch (Kele)
Got my stick in it
I got my stick in it
I got my stick in it
That bitch is gon' stick with me
Ayy, go, real Murda Worth shit
I ain't been on this in a minute, you know?
So I just like (Kele), go and talk my shit
I say, "You ain't double O, I'll up the score, send the hoes just to bait all them niggas"
I want all the smoke, he don't know, what that Drac' do to niggas
He won't drop the lo', don't wanna go, that's what that K do to niggas
He ain't double O, I'll up the score
Send a hoe just to bait all them niggas
He ain't in the field, let's keep it real
That's why I hate all you niggas
Slide through, shoot that bitch up
Then dip off like I'm on a time limit
I be on yo' side of town, just know I'm keeping my .9 with me
I only need fifty-two seconds to do my due diligence
Takin' a life with me
Niggas don't wanna get at it
They rather just internet fight with me (bitch, ayy)
Niggas grown ass men, can't show me fifty
We got guns, got plenty (bitch, ayy)
I'll .30 my Glock, I don't want me a .50 (No .50)
It'll jam on a certain predicament (bitch)
You see me in the club, I got my stick in it
You see me in Gucci, I got my stick in it
You see me in traffic, I got my stick in it
Moral of the story, that bitch is gon' stick with me
It's me and Kele, we come with the chemistry
Pull out a couple racks, niggas ain't feelin' me
She ate me up
They ain't my energy
AMG truck got a pop from the Busy Bee
Niggas know they gettin' popped if they mention me
Lil' 30 hittin' the brain if you mention me
Lil Dee, he hittin' the brain if you mention me
I'm rich as fuck, gettin' gang in the industry
I want all the smoke, he don't know, what that Drac' do to niggas
He won't drop the lo', don't wanna go, that's what that K do to niggas
He ain't double O, I'll up the score
Send a hoe just to bait all them niggas
He ain't in the field, let's keep it real
That's why I hate all you niggas
Slide through, shoot that bitch up
Then dip off like I'm on a time limit
I be on yo' side of town, just know I'm keeping my .9 with me
I only need fifty-two seconds to do my due diligence
Takin' a life with me
Niggas don't wanna get at it
They rather just internet fight with me
Bitch, ayy (One and only)
Show me fifty
We got guns, got plenty, bitch
Want no .50, it jam on a certain predicament
Bitch (Kele)
Got my stick in it
I got my stick in it
I got my stick in it
That bitch is gon' stick with me
Credits
Writer(s): Jace Salter, Kele Cooper
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