"Sticks With Me" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
(Trap jumpin' like 23)
I really can't even think right now
I want a Xan', but I ain't got nothin' to drink (WassamWop)
Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her
Not for anything and that don't make sense to me
All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me
Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah (Free DDawg, nigga, you know what it is with me)
Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas
You know how I get down, Top, yeah
Dirty-ass nigga, pull up fresher than a newborn
This shit just got compressed, though, this that newborn
Three-five least I could do for 'em
Try to take it, take off his arm, the first shot, that's the alarm
You gon' see 'bout twenty niggas right behind me and they all armed
I go post up in that North like, nigga, I ain't got no worries
My mama tell me, "Fuck a nigga," she dare one to come through swervin'
What you said on Instagram? He better shoot 'til he can't shoot no more
Back then on side the CV store, like boy, you know you been a ho
This thug life shit'll never go, my son be screamin', "Gang, gang"
His mama call my phone every time she know I left a stain
Fuck these niggas and fuck all that playin'
Fuck these cars, I wan' collect your brain
And if you knew how close I was, then bitch, you would wan' do the same
Glocks out, man down, can't go nowhere we ran down
What them niggas sayin' now? Not a motherfuckin' thing
Catch you with your pants down, bitch, you ain't gotta stand now
You know the only reason that we came in contact for to leave a stain
Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah
I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out
Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out
I'm poppin' beaucoup Xans like I'm a junky, I don't give no fucks
Better come correctly, bitch, you paid to slump me, I'ma put you up
Fuck a push-up, get your weight up, I got my cake up, lil' nigga, yeah
Got love for different shit, boy, you ain't on nothin', let's count some heads
Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah
I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out
Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out
Keep it real, bro, we gotta make sure one die today
If we don't go there, nothin' gon' happen 'cause them niggas ain't gon' come this way
Baton Rouge, know it's dumb this way
In the North was where my mama stay
With that blick tucked down inside my waist
Screamin', "Kill me, bitch," I miss Lil Dave
They done put bro back inside that cage
When you think of gang, I'm on the same
I done put two of them bitches up, it's up, and still got more in vain
I ain't forget about what you did, my nigga
All the opps don't know about them pictures
Nigga don't know I could've been done zipped him
But it's good, I respect your call, my nigga, I'ma catch 'em
Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her
Not for anything and that don't make sense to me
All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me
Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah
Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas
You know how I get down, Top
I really can't even think right now
I want a Xan', but I ain't got nothin' to drink (WassamWop)
Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her
Not for anything and that don't make sense to me
All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me
Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah (Free DDawg, nigga, you know what it is with me)
Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas
You know how I get down, Top, yeah
Dirty-ass nigga, pull up fresher than a newborn
This shit just got compressed, though, this that newborn
Three-five least I could do for 'em
Try to take it, take off his arm, the first shot, that's the alarm
You gon' see 'bout twenty niggas right behind me and they all armed
I go post up in that North like, nigga, I ain't got no worries
My mama tell me, "Fuck a nigga," she dare one to come through swervin'
What you said on Instagram? He better shoot 'til he can't shoot no more
Back then on side the CV store, like boy, you know you been a ho
This thug life shit'll never go, my son be screamin', "Gang, gang"
His mama call my phone every time she know I left a stain
Fuck these niggas and fuck all that playin'
Fuck these cars, I wan' collect your brain
And if you knew how close I was, then bitch, you would wan' do the same
Glocks out, man down, can't go nowhere we ran down
What them niggas sayin' now? Not a motherfuckin' thing
Catch you with your pants down, bitch, you ain't gotta stand now
You know the only reason that we came in contact for to leave a stain
Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah
I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out
Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out
I'm poppin' beaucoup Xans like I'm a junky, I don't give no fucks
Better come correctly, bitch, you paid to slump me, I'ma put you up
Fuck a push-up, get your weight up, I got my cake up, lil' nigga, yeah
Got love for different shit, boy, you ain't on nothin', let's count some heads
Ten thousand on me now, this ain't no rap money, nah, nah
I just pass it to my youngin, he gon' clap somethin', yeah, yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on 'em and we pop out
Just keep on with that ra-ra, we spinnin' while the cops out
Keep it real, bro, we gotta make sure one die today
If we don't go there, nothin' gon' happen 'cause them niggas ain't gon' come this way
Baton Rouge, know it's dumb this way
In the North was where my mama stay
With that blick tucked down inside my waist
Screamin', "Kill me, bitch," I miss Lil Dave
They done put bro back inside that cage
When you think of gang, I'm on the same
I done put two of them bitches up, it's up, and still got more in vain
I ain't forget about what you did, my nigga
All the opps don't know about them pictures
Nigga don't know I could've been done zipped him
But it's good, I respect your call, my nigga, I'ma catch 'em
Shawty say she need me and I ain't never needed her
Not for anything and that don't make sense to me
All I'll ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherfuckin' sticks with me
Oh, oh, all these fuckin' shots with me, hah, yeah
Fuck these hoes, man, fuck all these niggas
You know how I get down, Top
