Floss God - Sticky

Ayy, know I keep it tucked,
But I'm still gon' shoot it
Girl, you must be nuts if you think you can chop and screw me
She don't want my love,
she just tryna use me
Girl, you must be drunk,
I can't let these bitches fool me
She say I make her wet, I get her sticky
Keep that toolie tucked, I keep that blicky
I know she not in love, she tryna trick me
Got these big-ass boats up on my feet, you know they be balenci'
Got this big-ass chain around my neck, you know it cost a fifty
Got these bitches tryna flex on me now, they used to kick me
I had to separate myself and give them all a chance to miss
Had to elevate myself, now I'm the biggest out the city
Name one nigga fucking with me
And I keep that toolie tucked, but if I up it, I'ma shoot
And I used to ride the Mitsubishi till I got the coupe
Rick Owen Doc Martens just to give a bitch a boot
Take that bitch back to the room and she gon' blow me like some soup
Hate to see me on the TV, rather see me on the news
Tryna kill the competition, I ain't play this shit to lose
Took the yacht out to the ocean and they thought it was a cruise
Got that blicky on me tucked, but if I up it, I'ma shoot
This not cap, I'm havin' it
Fuck that bitch and I'm passin' it
Just my type, I'm baggin' it
Make your bitch disappear like a magic trick
Put a bitch on her knees like I'm Kapernick
Count up all of this green, know I'm stackin' it
Count up all of this green, know I'm havin' it
Know I keep it tucked,
But I'm still gon' shoot it
Girl, you must be nuts if you think you can chop and screw me
She don't want my love,
She just tryna use me
Girl, you must be drunk,
I can't let these bitches fool me

Written by:
Kadeem Knoll

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