STICCS Lyrics

Yea, I got a couple sticks (hm)

Maybe get off a couple bricks (hm)

She was trippin and fell on my dick

Said I'm rude and I act like a dick

So I pulled out but left the whole tip in (shh)

I was turnt off a couple benjis

Because Franklin know how to get guap

And soon I'm finna be at the top

The mountain clime rocky, I feel like Balboa

They hit me up, so I just hit up the grower

This weed be so good, I might move a lil slower

I got a new pump and I call it the blower

Why?

Cause it got a stick that I like

I got a new bitch that I like

New extendo clips, Black n white

Shoots like a zebra, black or white

Don't matter

Just leave me alone when I feel like Capone

I'm callin my shots and do most on my own

I keep it all quiet, don't mention a lot

A pretty face gangsta straight off the lot

Random deliveries that we be makin but I would suggest you don't open the box

My hair got a twist and I shined out my wrist and I'm not goin dumb I'm just counting a lot

Yea I'm busy but you think it's silly but when I get money you watching my pockets a lot

You trippin while my mind and my pockets glisten I fucc wit the people who takin a shot

Got whiskey, got rum, tequila, then some

Mind kinda foggy, don't remember nun

I get dirty as if I go muddin

Yea I'm a Texas baby on a highway runnin

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Yea, I got a couple sticks (hm)

Maybe get off a couple bricks (hm)

She was trippin and fell off my dick

Said I'm rude and I act like a dick

So I pulled out but left the whole tip in (shh)

I was turnt off a couple benjis

Because Franklin know how to get guap

And soon I'm finna be at the top