Yvng Yatted - Stick

Aye aye aye it's Yvng Yatted

I keep a stick, walk in the party I'm poppin the shit
I'm getting lit, I leave the party walk out wit yo bitch
I never miss, got the red dot point it right at ya head
Walking lick, but I walk wit the stick (Brraa)

Walk wit the stick, I fuck yo bitch then she wanna take a pic
She popped a molly invited her friends say they all want the dick
Hit it then dip, pour up the lean and I'm taking a sip
Bands in my pocket the benjis all blue and I drip when I walk but don't call me a crip

Nigga don't play, please tell yo mans get the fuck out my face
Trigger be itching, these niggas be switching, these niggas be snitching, the 30 gon spray

I'm at the top, that's cuz I want it a lot, and I came up from wippin in the pot
Nigga be hot, just hit a lick in a box and I don't even know when to stop cuz

I keep a stick, walk in the party I'm poppin the shit
I'm getting lit, I leave the party walk out wit yo bitch
I never miss, got the red dot point it right at ya head
Walking lick, but I walk wit the stick (Brraa)

Walk wit the stick, I fuck yo bitch then she wanna take a pic
She popped a molly invited her friends say they all want the dick
Hit it then dip, pour up the lean and I'm taking a sip
Bands in my pocket the benjis all blue and I drip when I walk but don't call me a crip

I keep a pole, putting tags on the toes
Gotta stay lit wit the bro's
Keep it a 1000 and I'm always down for whatever, Fosho
Already know, can't fuck wit a hoe, rich dick need good pussy fosho
Don't do the blow, only smoke gas and I'm smoking the finest that shit even glow (Oh oh)

She wanna fuck, bitch I'll pass, I got the dutch and I'm rolling the grass
She gunna suck cuz I don't wanna smash, frr frr, counting the cash
Counting it fast, don't gotta worry cuz I got the bag
These niggas salty I'm making mad, chasing a bitch that I already had (Ha ha)

Popping the trunk and the Choppa gon bust and I don't give a fuck
These niggas mad that I'm taking they bitches well they outta luck
Yeezy my feet, these not chucks, go to Milwaukee cuz I got the bucks
Drifting the mazi I do it for fun, reach under seat, and I'm strapped with the (Rrraaa)

I keep a stick, walk in the party I'm poppin the shit
I'm getting lit, I leave the party walk out wit yo bitch
I never miss, got the red dot point it right at ya head
Walking lick, but I walk wit the stick (Brraa)

Walk wit the stick, I fuck yo bitch then she wanna take a pic
She popped a molly invited her friends say they all want the dick
Hit it then dip, pour up the lean and I'm taking a sip
Bands in my pocket the benjis all blue and I drip when I walk but don't call me a crip

Written by:
Angel Santamaria

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