Sticks With Me
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Sticks With Me 歌詞
Trap jumpin like two three
I really cant even think right now
I want that Xan but I aint got nothin to drink
Xan Walk
Shawty said she need me and I aint never needed her
Not for anything and it dont make sense to me
All Ill ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherf**kin sticks with me
Oh oh oh
Shots fall
All these f**kin shots with me
Ayy DDawg n***a you know what it is with me
Hah
Yeah f**k these h*es man f** k all these n***as
B***h a*s n***a
You know how I get down on top yeah
Dirty a*s n***a pull up fresher than a newborn
This s**t just got compressed yeah this that new bomb
Three-five thats all I could do for em
Tried to take it take off his arm the first shot thats the alarm
You gon see bout twenty n***as right behind me and they all armed
I go post up in that North like n***a I aint got no worries
My momma tell me 'F**k a n ***a'
She dare one to come through swervin
What you said on Instagram
He better shoot til he cant shoot no more
Back then outside the TV storm like boy you know you been a ho
This thug life s**tll never go my son be screamin 'Gang gang'
His momma call my phone every time she know I left a stain
F**k these n*** as and f**k all that blame
F**k these cars I wan collect your brain
And if you knew how close I was then b***h
You would go do the same
Glocks out man down cantgo no where we ran down
What them n***as sayin now
Not a motherf**kin thing
Catch you with your pants down b***h you aint gotta stand down
You know the only reason that we came in contact for to leave a stain
Ten thousand on me now this aint no rap money nah nah
I just passed it to my youngin he gon clap somethin yeah yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on em pop out
Just keep up with that ra-ra we spinnin while the cops out
I pop these Blues Clues Xans like Im a junky I dont give no f* *ks
Better come correctly b***h you paid to slump me Ima put you up
F**k a push-up get your weight up I got my cake up lil n***a yeah
Got love for different s**t boy you aint on nothin
Lets count some heads
Ten thousand on me now this aint no rap money nah nah
I just passed it to my youngin he gon clap somethin yeah yeah
You know we load up soon as we get the drop on em pop out
Just keep up with that ra-ra we spinnin while the cops out
Keep it real bro we gotta make sure one die today
If we dont go there none gone happen
Cause them n***as aint gon come this way
Baton Rouge know its dumb this way
In that Nawf where my momma stay
With that b***h up down and side my waist
Screamin 'Kill me b***h' I miss lil Dave
They done put bro back inside that cage
When you think the gang Im on the same
I done put two of them b***hes up its up
And still got more in vain
I aint forget about what you did my n***a
Our opps dont know about them pictures
N***a dont know I coulda been and zipped him
But its good I respect your call n***a Ima catch em
Shawty said she need me and I aint never needed her
Not for anything and it dont make sense to me
All I ever need is 4KTrey and many men
And all of this money and these motherf**kin sticks with me
Oh oh all these f**kin shots with me
Yeah f**k these h*es man f**k all these n***as
You know how I get down on top yeah