Stick Up Kid
[Intro]
I'ma tell y'all a lil' somethin' that y'all probably thought y'all knew
S'posed to know before you speak, these n***as out here spreadin' rumors
I ain't mad at all of y'alls, now I'm tellin' all the truth
To be honest, these funny comments, I'm glad I got sense of humor
[Verse 1]
It's like 2019, I was 14
N***as needed more cheese, couldn't work in Mickey D's
Me and my partner had play, we could eat with ease
Two MCM bags and some packets, so easy, ain't need no yeek
[Chorus]
I was. . . And I'ma. . . And this shit. . . look, look, look (look)
And this just the beginning of my wrongs
Listen close this the beginning of this song
[Verse 2]
It's two MCM bags, me and my friend could split a rack
Just off of that
My bro like, where this lil' n***a at?
Ay text that lil' n***a back
I'm like, brody, bro, relax, this ain't my first finessin' racks
We blowin' this n***a phone, he gon' know that we dressed in black
Gon' know that we tryna last
Gon' know that we on his ass
I'm like, look, this n***a hit me, let's go, we don't need no mask
He like, it's green, I'm callin' sis
She gon' take us, wasn't scared, you couldn't make us
We were ever, the weather paid us
Big sis pull up like, what's up with this? Is this the play cuz?
Independent how we hit, you could get paid cut
Now we on our way to hit, and I'm like, sis
Wanna see this lil' n***a?
White boy, hella green, damn near bleed this lil' n***a
I ask to see his bag, then sis just leave the lil' n***a
I'm like, I wish I had a pole, I'm tryna freeze this lil' n***a
For the bag, my lil' ass was really fiendin', though, n***a
Look, passenger piece, shit, my buddy in the back of me
Big sis behind the wheel, she ain't built for this, she a athlete
Thinkin' to myself, she look nervous, them n***as askin' me
Kept it to myself, it's too late to risk where the baggage be
[Chorus]
I'm . . . I’m a. . . and this shit, look, look, look
This is the beginning of my wrongs
Listen, it's the part y'all waitin' on
[Verse 3]
We keepin' distance, but now we wait out his house
I got cash with me, so he think that we payin' I'll keep it out
If he playin', we'll pack him out I'm like, I'm knowin' that he bitchin'
He ain't blowin' if we strippin' I played homie with lil' homie, he don't even know no blicky
Big sis like, shh, I see him comin' with the bag I'm like, be regular and put that pedal first, this shit be fast
Rollin' down her window, I'm like, how you been, bro?
Tryna check the weed in both the bags, so I can spend more
He like, cool, but I'm gon' need it back, I mean, we friends, though
I'm like, yup, he let everything in the load
I'm like, wait, you forgot a bag, gimme that one, I wanna hold it
My sis try to take off, and then her broker breaks off
Cause the white boy jump through the window, it ain't simple to shake dawg
At this moment, all I need is one pole
Punch in the back of his head, just to get out and run toes
He swingin' and I throw him, but little is n***as knowin'
His mom came out with a gun, fo I punched, she threaten to blow us
I'm like, this bitch won't leave me dead bout a bag I see her hat, it's a confederate flag
She pissed herself, I know she ready to crash
[Chorus]
But I was. . . and I'ma. . . and this shit. . . this shit, look, look
This is the beginning of my wrongs
One of them days, I learned to keep that bitch on
[Outro]
Had to sit down till the police came [?]
(Slap, slap, slap)
I'ma tell y'all a lil' somethin' that y'all probably thought y'all knew
S'posed to know before you speak, these n***as out here spreadin' rumors
I ain't mad at all of y'alls, now I'm tellin' all the truth
To be honest, these funny comments, I'm glad I got sense of humor
[Verse 1]
It's like 2019, I was 14
N***as needed more cheese, couldn't work in Mickey D's
Me and my partner had play, we could eat with ease
Two MCM bags and some packets, so easy, ain't need no yeek
[Chorus]
I was. . . And I'ma. . . And this shit. . . look, look, look (look)
And this just the beginning of my wrongs
Listen close this the beginning of this song
[Verse 2]
It's two MCM bags, me and my friend could split a rack
Just off of that
My bro like, where this lil' n***a at?
Ay text that lil' n***a back
I'm like, brody, bro, relax, this ain't my first finessin' racks
We blowin' this n***a phone, he gon' know that we dressed in black
Gon' know that we tryna last
Gon' know that we on his ass
I'm like, look, this n***a hit me, let's go, we don't need no mask
He like, it's green, I'm callin' sis
She gon' take us, wasn't scared, you couldn't make us
We were ever, the weather paid us
Big sis pull up like, what's up with this? Is this the play cuz?
Independent how we hit, you could get paid cut
Now we on our way to hit, and I'm like, sis
Wanna see this lil' n***a?
White boy, hella green, damn near bleed this lil' n***a
I ask to see his bag, then sis just leave the lil' n***a
I'm like, I wish I had a pole, I'm tryna freeze this lil' n***a
For the bag, my lil' ass was really fiendin', though, n***a
Look, passenger piece, shit, my buddy in the back of me
Big sis behind the wheel, she ain't built for this, she a athlete
Thinkin' to myself, she look nervous, them n***as askin' me
Kept it to myself, it's too late to risk where the baggage be
[Chorus]
I'm . . . I’m a. . . and this shit, look, look, look
This is the beginning of my wrongs
Listen, it's the part y'all waitin' on
[Verse 3]
We keepin' distance, but now we wait out his house
I got cash with me, so he think that we payin' I'll keep it out
If he playin', we'll pack him out I'm like, I'm knowin' that he bitchin'
He ain't blowin' if we strippin' I played homie with lil' homie, he don't even know no blicky
Big sis like, shh, I see him comin' with the bag I'm like, be regular and put that pedal first, this shit be fast
Rollin' down her window, I'm like, how you been, bro?
Tryna check the weed in both the bags, so I can spend more
He like, cool, but I'm gon' need it back, I mean, we friends, though
I'm like, yup, he let everything in the load
I'm like, wait, you forgot a bag, gimme that one, I wanna hold it
My sis try to take off, and then her broker breaks off
Cause the white boy jump through the window, it ain't simple to shake dawg
At this moment, all I need is one pole
Punch in the back of his head, just to get out and run toes
He swingin' and I throw him, but little is n***as knowin'
His mom came out with a gun, fo I punched, she threaten to blow us
I'm like, this bitch won't leave me dead bout a bag I see her hat, it's a confederate flag
She pissed herself, I know she ready to crash
[Chorus]
But I was. . . and I'ma. . . and this shit. . . this shit, look, look
This is the beginning of my wrongs
One of them days, I learned to keep that bitch on
[Outro]
Had to sit down till the police came [?]
(Slap, slap, slap)