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Stikk Video (MV)




Performed By: 2pá
Length: 2:00
Written by: Paris Anderson




2pá - Stikk Lyrics




I remember when I didn't have shit
Now I got a lotta faces in my pockets
Waist gotta keep a pistol on it
On me you ain't finna take from me
This money it done turnt me to a savage
Wanna get my sis's houses with a attic
And I'm rollin with no L's thru the traffic
Baby they can't take the streets from me

Lotta niggas see that I'm rollin
And I'm counting em stacks
If n***** bucking at me
Know I'm bucking it back
You don't wanna see em
East 290 n***** react
I can put some cheese on yo head
Killers call you a snack
N***** tryna build em a name
Wanna smoke you fo nuttin
Ima keep a blade or a stikk
I ain't running fo nuttin
Don't be mad I got off my ass
Just to get a lil summin
Let nobody talk fo me
(GLLLITT) f*ck a discussion
Still a blocc boy mama ima hot boy
You is not boy get slug to yo top boy
Wet the whole block
Somebody get the mop boy
Need a drop top Masi
VOOOOM on the pop boy's
Drumdummy 50 rounds
Meet the spirits
Fake energy don't move us
We don't feel ya
Got a gang of Super Glue
From the zipper bruh
Still go dummy off the drugs
Ima zip you up (GLLLIIT GLLLAAH)

I remember when I didn't have shit
Now I got a lotta faces in my pockets
Now I got enough to even buy a MAC clip
Homie East Diamond Crows 290
This money it done turnt me to a savage
Wanna get my sis's houses with a attic
And I'm rollin with no L's thru the traffic
Baby they can't take the streets from me
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I remember when I didn't have shit
Now I got a lotta faces in my pockets
Waist gotta keep a pistol on it
On me you ain't finna take from me
This money it done turnt me to a savage
Wanna get my sis's houses with a attic
And I'm rollin with no L's thru the traffic
Baby they can't take the streets from me

Lotta niggas see that I'm rollin
And I'm counting em stacks
If n***** bucking at me
Know I'm bucking it back
You don't wanna see em
East 290 n***** react
I can put some cheese on yo head
Killers call you a snack
N***** tryna build em a name
Wanna smoke you fo nuttin
Ima keep a blade or a stikk
I ain't running fo nuttin
Don't be mad I got off my ass
Just to get a lil summin
Let nobody talk fo me
(GLLLITT) f*ck a discussion
Still a blocc boy mama ima hot boy
You is not boy get slug to yo top boy
Wet the whole block
Somebody get the mop boy
Need a drop top Masi
VOOOOM on the pop boy's
Drumdummy 50 rounds
Meet the spirits
Fake energy don't move us
We don't feel ya
Got a gang of Super Glue
From the zipper bruh
Still go dummy off the drugs
Ima zip you up (GLLLIIT GLLLAAH)

I remember when I didn't have shit
Now I got a lotta faces in my pockets
Now I got enough to even buy a MAC clip
Homie East Diamond Crows 290
This money it done turnt me to a savage
Wanna get my sis's houses with a attic
And I'm rollin with no L's thru the traffic
Baby they can't take the streets from me
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Writer: Paris Anderson
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