STUCK
Bitch I'm running it up
Niggas that pray for
The worst they wish it was us
Slide up in yo crib we making it buss
Is it just lust I get I bag I run it up
I'm rolling up smoking this blunt all in my lungs
Why did run why did u duck im putting you on
Bitch you stuck with me
There's no love for me
So we can run it up
But you hurting me
Me and my slime we all up on go
I get that bread I'm always on go
You said that you need me
You niggas can't be me
You fuck with my peace
then you fucking with me
556 and it come wit a beam
I don't wanna let you go
You said you fuck with me
Yea you different from the other hoes
Cause you gon fight for me
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
I'm stuck now what is you on
I fuck up my lungs til I'm gone
You was the one fucking up
You was the one that was wrong
I gotta win but you fucking it up
You are not living like us
I'm sipping that dirty my cup
You can't lose no more
Run a bag fuck it up
I'm so high I wanna sore
Now I'm feeling stuck
I run me a bag I'm fucking it up
Got money and love you are getting with us
You are not living like u
I get the bag and I'm up
Woah I'm running up, leave you in the dust
My pockets so stuffed I feel like it's crust
Get to that bag we running it up
Bitch you stuck with me
There's no love for me
So we can run it up
But you hurting me
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
Niggas that pray for
The worst they wish it was us
Slide up in yo crib we making it buss
Is it just lust I get I bag I run it up
I'm rolling up smoking this blunt all in my lungs
Why did run why did u duck im putting you on
Bitch you stuck with me
There's no love for me
So we can run it up
But you hurting me
Me and my slime we all up on go
I get that bread I'm always on go
You said that you need me
You niggas can't be me
You fuck with my peace
then you fucking with me
556 and it come wit a beam
I don't wanna let you go
You said you fuck with me
Yea you different from the other hoes
Cause you gon fight for me
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
I'm stuck now what is you on
I fuck up my lungs til I'm gone
You was the one fucking up
You was the one that was wrong
I gotta win but you fucking it up
You are not living like us
I'm sipping that dirty my cup
You can't lose no more
Run a bag fuck it up
I'm so high I wanna sore
Now I'm feeling stuck
I run me a bag I'm fucking it up
Got money and love you are getting with us
You are not living like u
I get the bag and I'm up
Woah I'm running up, leave you in the dust
My pockets so stuffed I feel like it's crust
Get to that bag we running it up
Bitch you stuck with me
There's no love for me
So we can run it up
But you hurting me
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
Bitch I'm stuck
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Writer(s): Kevin Ivy
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