Juke Oane and Krim - 4 sticks

Oh shit I'm on track
I don't crack I go pass
I go fast you ain't start
This is not a fucking mask
Juke is nice Juke is flash
Gucci glass see at night
I collect my pay in cash
I don't plan on paying no tax
I revise I revise all these words they feel alright
Man its just a feeling get a rush and then I feel alright
I'm a mess take a bite
Not ma best not all the time
I confess I'm like glass u cannot put me on blast
I mean I could shut it down I could take ma words with me
Shorty like slow it down ur time is not ticking
Got this baddy in ma ear yelling u should take a bath
Soak ur back on to ma bosom
Baby u should take a nap
She can get me a new soul
Baby u can do it go
Only if they ever know
That ill never get to fold
I'm in the skies and I'm drowning in the flow
Yelling Kenny is alive all she ever ever wrote

Four stick four straps
Go on clip gun clap
Oh shit you want try
We on't creep we on't cap
No words shit crack
In ma zone running track
With ma g's on a lash
Get the front get the back
We on beast mad max
Full speed flashbacks
Get the whip matted black
Oh shit hashtag
All this hate still alright
Fuck with me fuck with guys
You can't be up in ma boys we not stop pararara

What have we got
Jukey Where are we at
Now you pissing ur boots damn it Jukey riddle me that
Fillet mignon shit be filling me up
Shorty say boy don't u ever stop keep eating me out
I'm with the guys
Bad bitch checking me out
I'm still burning the tyre
Revving it up
Burning the gas
Look at me now
Got to think of me now
All this hate but I'm immune them boys be giving eyes
What could I say I be the man
I'm at ur door Making demands
I be the law I be the land
Shit is demonic I'm flying at night
Gimme that cake Ill be sticking the knife
This ain't a trouble man its a delight
You ain't above of me I'm in the sky
This ain't monogamy this is a tide
Shit might wash away caught up in this tidal wave
I mean at the end of the day man Il'l be glad to be a part of it
Writing checks all day man this is not a lot of pay
I mean I could rage all day but this is not a part of me

Four stick four straps
Go on clip gun clap
Oh shit you want try
We on't creep we on't cap
No words shit crack
In ma zone running track
With ma g's on a lash
Get the front get the back
We on beast mad max
Full speed flashbacks
Get the whip matted black
Oh shit hashtag
All this hate still alright
Fuck with me fuck with guys
You can't be up in ma boys we not stop pararara

Ey up I'm on a hype
Gimme the light it's a delight
Mmm I feel like taking a flight
So darling what you doing tonight
Making a sound starting a fight
Getting involved is something I like
And Stay calm if you get uptight
Don't panic you're doing it right
This shit be new what does it mean
Got an idea but I'll pass it to Juke
Ey Swear verse two was a mad one
Better yet replay verse one
Shit begun a decade ago
Saw it back then seeing it now
Sky don't fall we bring it down
Raise the tempo tease the clouds
Putting in the effort we invest it like we sow seeds
Realising proceeds of course there some bad days but its nothing
Keep coming back from getting knocked down now thats something
Always keep em asking
Four sticks or four digits
If you still don't get it then forget it, theres no getting it
If its all the same then I promise its a good day
So take it how you want it
I'm sending out a message
If you wanna get to twelve watch your six

Four stick four straps
Go on clip gun clap
Oh shit u want try
We on't creep we ont cap
No words, shit crack
In ma zone running track
With ma g's on a lash
Get the front I got the back
We on beast mad max
Full speed flashbacks
Get the whip matted black
No shit hashtag
All this hate still alright
Fuck with me fuck with guys
You can't be up in ma boys we not stop prrrrrrrrrrrra

Written by:
Justice Oranefo, Nonso Onuoha

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