Stickin' Up Niggas in Heaven Lyrics

I'm straight to the bag

Empty out the bag bitch, don't take it personal

I can do the math just tryna move the decimal

I be on the green like that thing that carry Mario

Empty out the bag bitch, don't take it personal

What we smoking on make your shit look like oregano

I ain't Dr. Dre but I aim to put you 'in da scope'

And I'm foreign wheeling, dealer tryna tell me how it goes

Like these are the breaks, boy I'm starting to feel like Kurtis Blow 'cause

Calico toss your hoe like a lateral

Duct tape up your kids, put my feet all on your sectional

Spin around the block like Bo Jackson up on Techmo Bowl

Turn you into Bob the Tomato when I

Let it go, don't play

Turn the fucking safety on, no way

And we never taking off no days

Turn the fucking safety on, no way

Brrr da da da da da da

Da da da da, da da ba

Dada doo

Fuck love and affection

I need drugs and connections

Like bitch, give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Ba da da da da da da dadadum

Fuck love and affection

I need drugs and connections

Like bitch, Give it up

Empty out the bag bitch, don't take it personal

What we smoking on make your shit look like oregano

Chrome rims, Stone 'gyms', shooting from the corner though

Guess I'm playing Basketball, I feel like I'm Kurtis Blow

Paper on top of paper my shits a collage

Midnight Club in Tokyo I'm in GTR

With a Great Value, Bootleg Nicki Minaj

Yep, 30 goons on my front porch

That means you gotta shoot 30 just to hit the door

That means you wanna 'Pop Smoke' you gone meet that boy

You got me calling my AK Garoppolo

Empty out the bag bitch, don't take it personal

I can do the math just tryna move the decimal

I be on the green like that thing that carry Mario

Empty out the bag bitch, don't take it personal

Brrr da da da da da da

Da da da da, da da ba

Dada doo

Fuck love and affection

I need drugs and connections

Like bitch, give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Bitch, Give it up

Ba da da da da da da dadadum

Fuck love and affection

I need drugs and connections

Like bitch, Give it up

Turn you into Bob the Tomato when I

Let it go, don't play

Turn the fucking safety on, no way

And we never taking off no days

Turn the fucking safety on, no way