STIX (feat. Rv)

Who are you?
It doesn't matter who we are
No-one cared who I was
Till I put on the mask
If I rise that dots slap that off
If I hear there's opps in the party
Ha Ha Glee Easy
If I rise that dots slap that off
J got oh deleted
Bro said keep holding a high line
So Ye flick that ultralight its beaming
Step step on the mic with reason
Or man step on like Mike with demons
Like P only Glee for reason
GBH ain't nothing like treason
RV
If I hear there's opps in the party
Send out the hitters we dont need invites
2 hands on the 12 like midnight
Wait for that yute to drop like a midwife
We put skengs in the car
Were big quefers
Fuck a flick knife
I dont know about Kendrick Lamar
We're big steppers
You know what my clique's like
STIX are up
Niggas fucked
Mangos splattered
That's fruit ninja
I had me a 15 turned 18
Didn't swap that out but this ones bigger
I'd rather a digger than a rusty trigger
For verbal abuse we're claiming your nigga
Don't clean no bells for the swisher
Baseball bat on the side of my hat but
In the field im a pitcher
Brum town boy cuh you know the fixture
OT trips I done up in Zimba
Its more than heat that simmers
Australian heat we dont use swimmers
Stolen heat stolen dingers
I'll cut to the Tea for Dinner
Shoutout RV that's my nigga
My new ting might wake up the neighbours
So im Tryna locate me a whistle
Skeng in the AM
Got a dismissal
That's how I know that my Lawyers offical
Bro said I go way too far
Cos I bring out big Waps over something little
Remember those times when I stepper out twinning
Matching shanks
Me in the middle?
I don't get sturdy or Woo walk
I'm a stepper and that's true talk
If you talk bout 22Gs can't be Woodgreen
So its gotta be New York
If you see me I got it
Come on you know that's the usual
44 Bulldog this aint no poodle
2 STIX like I'm tryna eat noodles



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