STIK AROUND Lyrics

I'm off a beam tweakin' havin' trouble sittin' down

Big chopper small talker hundred rounds

Way too high I don't think I stick around

These niggas ain't on set so they can try and fuck around

Racin' on my deathbed ain't no slowin' down

Devil know I'm dead set she can't hold me down

Bitch I'm flexed up oh you think you love me now?

You're not good for me lil' baby please don't come around

And all my clothes new hoes cute busy status

I live that Rockstar lifestyle bad habit

I keep that Rockstar heavy metal lotta havoc

And if I'm dead by tomorrow I let my buva have it

But I keep that fire on me

So you can try homie but let me recommend you don't

Cause you could die homie I know some niggas that get wicked and they'll ride for me

I got some venom in my system and it's tied on me

I be on some different shit and she gon' text her friends and say

Lil' Madi rich as shit and I ain't know how ise finna blow up of this singing shit

Cause now I'm on some sinner shit

This new codeine in my bottle hoe I'm sippin rich

You better watch the way you speak before I send a hit

And hoe this guitar got a scope I swear I'll never miss

And every time I drop a song you never miss

I'm off a beam tweakin' havin' trouble sittin' down

Big chopper small talker hundred rounds

Way too high I don't think I stick around

These niggas ain't on set so they can try and fuck around

Racin' on my deathbed ain't no slowin' down

Devil know I'm dead set she can't hold me down

Bitch I'm flexed up oh you think you love me now?

You're not good for me lil' baby please don't come around