"Stuck up" lyrics
Shut up, nigga, and let me think
You can call me Da Vinci, or Van Gogh
I don't know, nigga, just know I paint
Bro pourin' in some sort of Faygo
I don't know, nigga, just know it's drank
Big bro blowin' on some sort of straino
I don't know, nigga, just know it stank
I'm a stuck up nigga, don't ask me why I can't link, just know I can't
You a fuck up nigga, you ain't even got to ask no question, to know I ain't
I know a klepto nigga, on the west that be snatching up shit, and fucking up links
I know a klepto nigga that ain't ever earned him no check, but will fuck up a bank
You a punk ass, ho ass, square ass
I don't know, nigga, just know you lame, yeah
Joke ass nigga be hating all over the 'net
I don't know your name, yeah
Ho ass nigga down bad, now he upset
I don't know your pain, yeah
Ho ass nigga got messed up started throwing up sets
I don't know your gang
Tell me how in the fuck can you claim we peers?
I can't even take your serious
Tell me how bro interrupted what these niggas been sayin'
The blicky just sent out periods
It's probably a four in the cup that's in brodie'nem hand
Lil' shorty, don't get too curious
I know a dough boy nigga that stay in the trap
So the inside look luxurious
Pardon me, boy
If I call you a bitch, just know I ain't talkin' about gender
I'm more so saying you faking it, boy
You sweet, more like Splenda
This iron on me is a shredder
Just like that nigga who beat up Splinter
This iron on bro is a SCAR
Just like that nigga who set up Simba
I ain't gonna' lie, if you think I'm up
Just wait 'til the payday hit
I ain't gonna' lie or make shit up
We don't even play they shit
I'm on the web right now tryna' play with my time
I'm shoppin' for LA trips
I'm on the web right now tryna' play with my, uh
I'm shoppin' for LA fits
I hop out the bed and hop on the mic
I'm shittin' right off of the wake up
I hop out the bed, I'm goin' to work
I'm sippin' right off of the cake up
Shittin' on niggas is getting too easy
It's making it harder to stay up
Shittin' on niggas got way too easy
It's hard to fuck my day up
You could be six foot, nigga
Bet you're still gonna' fall up short
Lame ass nigga couldn't ball on me if I threw him the rock on the court
All you niggas some broads to me
What the fuck would I pop out for?
Keeping the heat like law to me
So I'm bringing the Glock out more
First rap check, got a brand new strap
'Cause I can't go out ironic
If boy pull up tryna' order me out
We bringing it out just like Sonic
If boy pull up then the, uh, gon' sing
I ain't talking about no Silk Sonic
These online niggas ain't getting no cheese
I ain't worried about no lil' comment
You can call me Da Vinci, or Van Gogh
I don't know, nigga, just know I paint
Bro pourin' in some sort of Faygo
I don't know, nigga, just know it's drank
Big bro blowin' on some sort of straino
I don't know, nigga, just know it stank
I'm a stuck up nigga, don't ask me why I can't link, just know I can't
You a fuck up nigga, you ain't even got to ask no question, to know I ain't
I know a klepto nigga, on the west that be snatching up shit, and fucking up links
I know a klepto nigga that ain't ever earned him no check, but will fuck up a bank
You a punk ass, ho ass, square ass
I don't know, nigga, just know you lame, yeah
Joke ass nigga be hating all over the 'net
I don't know your name, yeah
Ho ass nigga down bad, now he upset
I don't know your pain, yeah
Ho ass nigga got messed up started throwing up sets
I don't know your gang
Tell me how in the fuck can you claim we peers?
I can't even take your serious
Tell me how bro interrupted what these niggas been sayin'
The blicky just sent out periods
It's probably a four in the cup that's in brodie'nem hand
Lil' shorty, don't get too curious
I know a dough boy nigga that stay in the trap
So the inside look luxurious
Pardon me, boy
If I call you a bitch, just know I ain't talkin' about gender
I'm more so saying you faking it, boy
You sweet, more like Splenda
This iron on me is a shredder
Just like that nigga who beat up Splinter
This iron on bro is a SCAR
Just like that nigga who set up Simba
I ain't gonna' lie, if you think I'm up
Just wait 'til the payday hit
I ain't gonna' lie or make shit up
We don't even play they shit
I'm on the web right now tryna' play with my time
I'm shoppin' for LA trips
I'm on the web right now tryna' play with my, uh
I'm shoppin' for LA fits
I hop out the bed and hop on the mic
I'm shittin' right off of the wake up
I hop out the bed, I'm goin' to work
I'm sippin' right off of the cake up
Shittin' on niggas is getting too easy
It's making it harder to stay up
Shittin' on niggas got way too easy
It's hard to fuck my day up
You could be six foot, nigga
Bet you're still gonna' fall up short
Lame ass nigga couldn't ball on me if I threw him the rock on the court
All you niggas some broads to me
What the fuck would I pop out for?
Keeping the heat like law to me
So I'm bringing the Glock out more
First rap check, got a brand new strap
'Cause I can't go out ironic
If boy pull up tryna' order me out
We bringing it out just like Sonic
If boy pull up then the, uh, gon' sing
I ain't talking about no Silk Sonic
These online niggas ain't getting no cheese
I ain't worried about no lil' comment
