"Stretch Him" lyrics
Uh
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
God damn, I love my Benjamins
God damn, I love that medicine
Walk right in with the, uh
We light it up like Thomas Edison (Yeah)
Walk right through his house, he look like he just seen the exorcist
They hit man then who's next to him
This bitch want the best for me
They used to turn they backs to me
Now everybody want my recipe (Damn)
She wanted me for the money, but me and my new ho wanted the better things
He wanna beef with the brothers, we up at his mo'fuckin' throat, we was wrestling
G43 hold .22 shots, know he like Jimmy Butler
He throw heat on me and the gang, hell no, that lil' boy fucked up (No)
I throw hunnids all night and day, I spend it like it's nothin' (Bitch, haha)
Get big bags, you get fanny packs
Rollin' up just to be with my granny again
I feel sorry for all of yo' family and friends
I was down, but I'm startin' to manage this shit
Stackin' high, boy, you couldn't imagine this shit
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
God damn, I love my Benjamins
God damn, I love that medicine
Walk right in with the, uh
We light it up like Thomas Edison (Yeah)
Walk right through his house, he look like he just seen the exorcist
They hit man then who's next to him
This bitch want the best for me
They used to turn they backs to me
Now everybody want my recipe (Damn)
She wanted me for the money, but me and my new ho wanted the better things
He wanna beef with the brothers, we up at his mo'fuckin' throat, we was wrestling
G43 hold .22 shots, know he like Jimmy Butler
He throw heat on me and the gang, hell no, that lil' boy fucked up (No)
I throw hunnids all night and day, I spend it like it's nothin' (Bitch, haha)
Get big bags, you get fanny packs
Rollin' up just to be with my granny again
I feel sorry for all of yo' family and friends
I was down, but I'm startin' to manage this shit
Stackin' high, boy, you couldn't imagine this shit
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
I never turn my back, but she might
Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like
These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline
I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)
My foot on they neck, uh, I walked in with the tech on him
Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'
