STOLO Lyrics

Jhi like damn you got anything you wanna say to the mic

Nigga they ain't hear shit you just said

You know we boutta make that crank no bap

Damn yeah yeah

I said fuck twelve fuck the law banging the slatt unit till I fall

I know some real niggas behind the wall

I know some drill niggas behind the wall

Real trap nigga gonna slide through that spot

Got a beam on the Glock how you miss with a dot

Skied up I'm feeling malicious this bad ass bitch keep asking for kisses

Feeling like Mikey I'm walking with draken

I'm tryna find the ball I ain't talking about dragon

Nigga talk shit like what's hannen play with the gang we gon cause havoc

Yeah I'm up in my jam pop me a perc I'm feeling like wham

Toting that fye that bitch go blam these niggas be foo these niggas be scam

They thought it was stolo

But it wasn't us deuce deuce of the strum feeling the rush

Brushing my head with a motherfucking brush

Flashing the Glock bitch I don't got to fuss

Getting that bread that shit is a must

Fucking this bitch she got dick in her ew

Fucking this bitch she got dick in her guts

I'm going berserk I'm feeling like guts

Five rocking that gold like tut wodie got dat dat fye that buss

Pew pew pew bullets hitting your noggin

The way that my brain flow is a commodity

Got so many skills niggas calling me prodigy

The way that I feel nobody is hot as me

Push up nigga your life is a fee watch out nigga you will die over a tweet

Uh yeah uh bitch why would you lie huh

Why would you huh huh why would you lie

Huh why would you letting them shots off bitch

It's fourth of July huh why would you

Letting them shots off bitch it's fourth of July

Yeah bad ass bitch wanna fuck with me

Like yeah yea plug shipping the pack got me like Yeah

Yeah good strum strum in my kidney's feeling like yeah like yeah hey like yeah

They thought it was stolo

But it wasn't us deuce deuce of the strum feeling the rush

Brushing my head with a motherfucking brush

Flashing the Glock bitch I don't got to fuss

Getting that bread that shit is a must

Fucking this bitch she got dick in her ew

Fucking this bitch she got dick in her guts

I'm going berserk I'm feeling like guts

Five rocking that gold like tut wodie got dat dat fye that buss

Pew pew pew bullets hitting your noggin

The way that my brain flow is a commodity

Got so many skills niggas calling me prodigy

The way that I feel nobody is hot as me

Push up nigga your life is a fee watch out nigga you will die over a tweet