Stick Em Up

Tell the old heads the jig is up
Bitch I'm heating up
I run game bitch that's twenty one
Do not push your luck
This New Styles
Killing em
Beats feeling em
I'm stealing em
Hands stick em up

I slash niggas twice like hashtags
Get past that
Bitch don't try to pay me
On no mother fucking cash app
I'll hit you with the ace king
I ain't talking blackjack
Hit you with OOooohh
Like Kojak

Bitches like Uh Oh
When I walk in the room
Cuz niggas like Run Roh
Like I'm Scooby Doo
It wasn't me little piggy
Man I sound like Shaggy
Cuz you know what to do
When my dogs get Scrappy

I'm the Suge of the OMA
Knight like the valkyrie
Bitch nigga fuck with me
Hold em over balconies
We cause the casualty
This styles bastardly
Kick chests through skulls
A Liu Kang fatality

Fee Fi Fo
Every giants gotta go
I'll chop them up
Like you ain't seen done
Start with the feet
And tell his bitch ass to run
They'll be crying out the tears
When they hear me come

Tell the old heads the jig is up
Bitch I'm heating up
I run game bitch that's twenty one
Do not push your luck
This New Styles
Killing em
Beats feeling em
I'm stealing em
Hands stick em up

Tell the old heads the jig is up
Bitch I'm heating up
I run game bitch that's twenty one
Do not push your luck
This New Styles
Killing em
Beats feeling em
I'm stealing em
Hands stick em up

Respect for the old heads
I ain't about to condone the sickness
But as far as that
I told the hoe I need the throat with interest
The convos gonna grow pretentious
And if it don't when I touch down
That hoe wasn't fourth and inches

I'm in this bitch like the fourth dimension
The top choice
Everywhere I go they picket like abortion clinics
This hair trigger got a shell
Like A ghost was in it
And leave him sleep
Like when he let the tortoise win it

Of I'm winning
They show poor sportsmanship
Like a broke nigga that dove over it
In the ocean swimming
I'm so annoyed when I smoke the spinach
Eyes put the beam on anyone
That pop up like a motion sensor

Catch battery
Like low percentages flow was limitless
The world's gone need a DR
No Dominican
Movie on repeat
How I load the clips again
JuJu and Iso I know they're listening

Tell the old heads the jig is up
Bitch I'm heating up
I run game bitch that's twenty one
Do not push your luck
This New Styles
Killing em
Beats feeling em
I'm stealing em
Hands stick em up

Tell the old heads the jig is up
Bitch I'm heating up
I run game bitch that's twenty one
Do not push your luck
This New Styles
Killing em
Beats feeling em
I'm stealing em
Hands stick em up

My bombs stick stick sticky
I showed her my dick
And she gone lick lick lick it
Lick it like it's a lollipop

Very well known across the globe
Who is that
Yadda Man for the people that don't know
Always on the go
Even though I married the block
The way I travel I guess
You can say I carried the rock

They got the dimes on em
The nas on em
Nigga I need that
The nine got em
It gline on it
Don't make it lean back
Two to three in his kneecaps
Shit gets sticky like tree sap
Let him leak where he sleep at
Heading back to the hideout
We flee'd the scene with the seat back
Listening to a beat pack
We cold with it
We'll spin the block and bring the heat back

Lately I been boxing with my conscious
Please tell em get off my dick
With all that nonsense
We could meet up at your condo apartment
Complex your momma house the projects
Don't matter to me.