Stick Up

[Verse 1: Lil Bean]
Still breathin' so I can't complain
Can't believe these niggas rockin' bubble letter chains
We them niggas up the roads bringin' major pain
Niggas dissin' on the gang, we is not the same
Yeah, stick this bitch up
It's a fifty in that titty, watch him lift up
I know lil' bro gon' do his thing, ain't no mix-ups
I just hit the road for seven days, all pick-ups
Yeah, she say, "Baby, you the shit, but you ain't number two"
The same niggas, they don't like me, they can't up a few
Main reason niggas goin' broke 'cause they get comfortable
Stay up out these pussy niggas' face if they don't fuck with you
Yeah, I heard niggas tellin' you they top ranger
Niggas still be plugged in, this is not cable
Hood hero, so I feel protected by these block angels
My young niggas slidin', they can't wait to see them rocks dangle
My lil' shooter come in clutch, I call him Van Vleet
Every day I'm buckled down, they can't stand me
Niggas gone, opponent off the streets, so fuck a Grammy
Young nigga still come off some packs shamble

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
Why would I chase a bitch when them bitches come runnin'?
Yeah, I smoke exotic, so you ain't gettin' none from me
Bitch, you childish, I want your mama or your auntie
Baby say I'm scrawny, I ain't trippin', pockets chunky
Catch me in the North, bitch, I be chillin' with my cutties
Throw B's up on you bastards, all that nigga want is cudy
If the price is right, I send that shit out to Kentucky
And I can tell by the way they tuckin' tail, these niggas puppies, on the gang
Yeah, I'm Strictly Only Brothers, but I'm always to the neck for real
I be cashin' out, you be plottin' on what's next to steal
If it's one thing that a nigga kept, just know I kept it real
Dove up in that water with no vest and I ain't catch a chill
I don't even wanna tote this gun, it's somethin' I gotta do
You don't stand for nothin', boy, you broke, so what you got to lose?
Stand on everything I speak about, ain't shit I gotta prove
I could write a book behind my words, but I ain't Dr. Seuss
Still strappin' up, bitch, I don't care if you on birth control
Baby, I can't love you, take it any way but personal
Heard you set your mans up for that chicken, was it worth it, though?
And when brodie tryna eat an opp for breakfast when he burned the toast
I like my bitches bad, but ugly with the neck with snot comin' down
Ain't got shit to do about them bands, then I can't come around
Opps think they be choked off they bitch 'til they get hunted down
Since you couldn't keep that shit a buck, here, catch this hundred round
Live by the code and die about that code, but they ain't stickin' to it
Never pay no homage in they raps, but we a big influence
When your niggas fonkin' with your niggas, shit get real confusin'
If I feel you ain't true in your music, then I'm skipping through it
Niggas claim they lookin' for me, shit, well, was I hard to find?
Bitch, all I got is dick, but baby say she want this heart of mine
Want a ring, I got her waitin' longer than Tha Carter V
You slide down fast and furious over here, then we gon' park his ride, bitch