With Sticks Lyrics

Blind nigga walk with the stick, bet I tote it

I don't shoot once, let the nigga get the whole clip

Talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck, you gotta show it

Chill, I die for the niggas I roll with

I don't owe you boy, you could be the first rapper hit

Call you Soulja Boy, Santa but I come with bigger gifts

I tote them toys, muzzle then you see the flash

Nigga get the Polaroid, get the Polaroid

She's into me, I don't give a fuck, she got bad energy

Fuck him, fuck me, that's just ho tendencies

Cut em off, read about it, Bitches history, the bitches history

See me with it, I ain't friendly, nigga don't approach me

Where I'm from, guns and bullet holes, shit ain't rosy

Snub nose, bet that nigga know that he don't know me

Thought bout drillin' me, then the nigga got cold feet

Bet I hold heat, nigga bout to throw a bullet

Like get cozy, feel a threat, I bet I pull it

That's the street law, hollows through your fuckin' door

Armed with extra clips, like nigga let's go to war

Blind nigga walk with the stick, bet I tote it

I don't shoot once, let the nigga get the whole clip

Talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck, you gotta show it

Chill, I die for the niggas I roll with

I don't owe you boy, you could be the first rapper hit

Call you Soulja Boy, Santa but I come with bigger gifts

I tote them toys, muzzle then you see the flash

Nigga get the Polaroid, get the Polaroid

She's into me, I don't give a fuck, she got bad energy

Fuck him, fuck me, that's just ho tendencies

Cut em off, read about it, Bitches history, the bitches history

We bustin' like ain't no gettin' out of these streets

We one step ahead, get em when they retreat

Got the black gloves, no showin' love

The savage in my blood, they don't like it

Med like crisis, my 40 in the club

I'm there in the snap screen shot, tryna get all the op

My Drake sing too, makin' panties and bodies drop

Got the stick, nicotine patch, we squeeze back

Shoot it up, Like oil can, they down bad

Blind nigga walk with the stick, bet I tote it

I don't shoot once, let the nigga get the whole clip

Talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck, you gotta show it

Chill, I die for the niggas I roll with

I don't owe you boy, you could be the first rapper hit

Call you Soulja Boy, Santa but I come with bigger gifts

I tote them toys, muzzle then you see the flash

Nigga get the Polaroid, get the Polaroid

She's into me, I don't give a fuck, she got bad energy

Fuck him, fuck me, that's just ho tendencies

Cut em off, read about it, Bitches history, the bitches history