S T A B M U S I K
Stab Music
Police Hit the lights & den we gone
How the fuck You Up A Half A Ticket
Still ain't buy no Gun
If he Blow An I ain't got My Shit
The Only Time I Run
Niggas Act lIke They My Nut
So I Treat Niggas like my Son
Steady Cappin
You too quick to use yo mouth
Like You a Jackson
ARP wit Beam 556 inside
Saved by da catcher
Cross yo plug out
What a happen
Bitch my brand All
On my Neck
I Seen Niggas Vibe I Peep Shit
Touch My Brotha You Get Clapped
An I Peep da Signs off street Shit
All dat otha shit dats Cap
Got My Pops Booked Off A Ci
Bitch Don't Call If You Want Crack
Bitches Fuck an They Have Baby's
But They Always Double Back
An My BM Like My Ex
I Can't Let Dem Hoes Come Back
Dis A Drip Check Check my Shoes
& Check This Work
Bitch That's 10 Racks
Face to Face Wit State
He Dropped his Face & Looked
Cose He got cracked
You Can't Be Tuff Ona Gram
If you ain't slide To go get back
Got Her Hooked On Like Some Xans
It's Fuck Her Nigga To Get Back
Make It Buss Open Like Cans
Might let you stay if You Got Racks
Made Me Treat Niggas Like Fans
Apply Dat Belt If They Talk Back
Want me to stick Dick n her Friend but
Bitch I only want dat Neck
So You saying Im Supposed To Rack Up
While yo Feet Up Dat Shit Dead
Dese Amiri Jeans
An Chrome Go Up My Sleeve
He Hungry Feed Em G's
I'm Nonchalant, So Baby Wen I Nut
Get up Bitch You Can Leave
You ain't neva been to High On X
Bitch I could barely Breathe
Can't Show love, Cose I ain't get none
Till I was Home & Free
Big Stocks On Top Of Big Guns
Can Get you one Fa Cheap
Turnt off my location
Got A Boo Fa Wen You Take A Peek
A Rapper To Da Streets
Can't Label Me
You Just Signed A Lease
Strung out Ona Quag & Wok
It's Pink
I Couldn't shit fa weeks
3K On PC
How tf you Major
Wit No Where to Sleep
Dirty pistols Chops All Ona Sink
Come An Fuck Wit Me
Put You On & See
Just How Da Cycle Go
Had To Stab Out On My Old Bitch
To Go Find A Better Hoe
Stab Music
Police Hit the lights & den we gone
How tf You Up A Half A Ticket
Still ain't buy no Gun
If he Blow An I ain't got My Shit
The Only Time I Run
Niggas Act lIke They My Nut
So I Treat Niggas like my Son
Steady cappin
You Steady Cappin
Ion even wana hear yo motha fuckin mouth no mo Bitch
Go get some money nigga
Police Hit the lights & den we gone
How the fuck You Up A Half A Ticket
Still ain't buy no Gun
If he Blow An I ain't got My Shit
The Only Time I Run
Niggas Act lIke They My Nut
So I Treat Niggas like my Son
Steady Cappin
You too quick to use yo mouth
Like You a Jackson
ARP wit Beam 556 inside
Saved by da catcher
Cross yo plug out
What a happen
Bitch my brand All
On my Neck
I Seen Niggas Vibe I Peep Shit
Touch My Brotha You Get Clapped
An I Peep da Signs off street Shit
All dat otha shit dats Cap
Got My Pops Booked Off A Ci
Bitch Don't Call If You Want Crack
Bitches Fuck an They Have Baby's
But They Always Double Back
An My BM Like My Ex
I Can't Let Dem Hoes Come Back
Dis A Drip Check Check my Shoes
& Check This Work
Bitch That's 10 Racks
Face to Face Wit State
He Dropped his Face & Looked
Cose He got cracked
You Can't Be Tuff Ona Gram
If you ain't slide To go get back
Got Her Hooked On Like Some Xans
It's Fuck Her Nigga To Get Back
Make It Buss Open Like Cans
Might let you stay if You Got Racks
Made Me Treat Niggas Like Fans
Apply Dat Belt If They Talk Back
Want me to stick Dick n her Friend but
Bitch I only want dat Neck
So You saying Im Supposed To Rack Up
While yo Feet Up Dat Shit Dead
Dese Amiri Jeans
An Chrome Go Up My Sleeve
He Hungry Feed Em G's
I'm Nonchalant, So Baby Wen I Nut
Get up Bitch You Can Leave
You ain't neva been to High On X
Bitch I could barely Breathe
Can't Show love, Cose I ain't get none
Till I was Home & Free
Big Stocks On Top Of Big Guns
Can Get you one Fa Cheap
Turnt off my location
Got A Boo Fa Wen You Take A Peek
A Rapper To Da Streets
Can't Label Me
You Just Signed A Lease
Strung out Ona Quag & Wok
It's Pink
I Couldn't shit fa weeks
3K On PC
How tf you Major
Wit No Where to Sleep
Dirty pistols Chops All Ona Sink
Come An Fuck Wit Me
Put You On & See
Just How Da Cycle Go
Had To Stab Out On My Old Bitch
To Go Find A Better Hoe
Stab Music
Police Hit the lights & den we gone
How tf You Up A Half A Ticket
Still ain't buy no Gun
If he Blow An I ain't got My Shit
The Only Time I Run
Niggas Act lIke They My Nut
So I Treat Niggas like my Son
Steady cappin
You Steady Cappin
Ion even wana hear yo motha fuckin mouth no mo Bitch
Go get some money nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Damonta Barber
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