Stickup

(Okay, Kino, I see you)
You know I'm on point like OP (You know)
Have Locane come dust one of you niggas off
(Grrt, rrr)
Only Harlem nigga you know playin'
Brooklyn like a playground
(Fact, huh? Fact though)
Sty', what's up? Chuck your body, what's up?
Nine-five, AP, what's up? (Nina Fever)
'Zoe life, right? (Rrr)
Don't get zoe'd out here (On hood)
Nigga, we grippin', we ain't slippin', nigga
You slidin' or you hidin', fucker?
(Gangsta)

Pussy
Know I'm on point, know I never lack though
(Nah) put in pain for these stripes
Turn to Freddy Krueger when a nigga mask up
(Gangsta)
Ha, say you act bad, know we act badder
(You know)
None of these niggas factor, watch
How I hit 'em, turn 'em into Casper
I'm on a roll, run in the backup
I know nothin' else really matter
Know I'm a pro all with this Glock
Call mе Jeff Hardy with the ladder (Ha ha)
That's your bitch? Know a nigga had hеr
(Sheesh)
Nigga tried to talk slick, hop out the cut
Brodie gon' blast him
I really live what a nigga rappin'
Niggas only live life through a caption
I'm in the field where it's active
I don't need a pill just to get active
Do a hit sober, don't got the strap
(Bah, bah) , runnin' 'em over (You know)
Always bossed up, never been a Doja, pussy

Fucker, ain't never been a Doja, nigga
You niggas caught the wrong phone call
I'll have you niggas boomed off a
Chirp like this is '99
Keep playin' with me, Cappo in the buildin'
Nigga i got homies in Brooklyn
(Facts) , we be shinin' and bookin' 'em
He got a plate and we cookin' 'em
Have two bodies when we took 'em in
He's a savage, his body count is valid
He in court right now
For another one like Khaled (Free 'em)
He be lettin' them shots fly
Have 'em go wet up your block off
IG and that new thing
Catch yo' ass at that stop light
Like, Avion, Agua, Balenci
Aga, havin' that shit on drippin'

Uh, this old head with the
Bold leg, called a pow-wow
With some cold-red
Got young boys that don't leg
Yo' main bitch just wanna fuck
She not the one, she the runner-up
She the side bitch, she the
Slide bitch, the ride bitch
You know the gun is tucked i be wiggin' out
Get in room with the siggies out
Free Melly 'till they get
'em out, 'sides that
You know the grippers out
Wiggin' out, get in room with the siggies out
Free Melly 'till they get
'em out, 'sides that
You know the grippers out

Parade on a dead opp block
Celebratin' their loss
I did it with pleasure
Took it to heights, no matter the measure
Stackin' my chips, became a investor
Know the gripper niggas do it better
Now we doin' hit's out the Tesla
You went broke tryna impress her
I just hit her once, then I left her
I'ma rich Crip, politics, we ain't into that
With some nine-o's and some vampires
Pussy boy, knock your weight back
Slim chick, fat ass
Know my niggas had to clip that
Spliff this, spliff that
Put that nigga in a new pack
Rrr, he a pre-soul
But relive that nigga from his stress
Fucked him up with lead
I stood ten toes, on the block
With some killer niggas loadin techs
Then we reload
Twenty-forth from the free throw
Headshot, watch him bleed slow
6-O, know how we roll
You ain't earned one stripe
You comin' outside, you grippin' a Crip
It's different how my niggas live
First thing in the mornin'
I'm loadin' the clip
No, I ain't offerin' shit
You wanted me gone, i'll book you a trip
I'm playin' chess off rip, I'm plottin', boy
Don't slip

Look, I'm plottin, boy, don't slip (What?)
Plottin, boy, don't slip (Pussy)
I'm plottin, boy, don't slip (You know)