Stick lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Intro]
Drako!
Whole lot of this sh*t, n*gga
Bossed up on you n*ggas, n*gga
Drako!

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Walk in this b*tch with a stick
Walk in this b*tch with a brick
Make the wrong move and my n*gga gon shoot
I'm servin' Hi-Tech, lil n*gga got bricks out the roof
Look at my Rollie, it VVS flawless, my diamond
I was just chillin, my Rollie was shining
Sittin' in a Bentley, the seats they recline
Bust down that Rollie, the Richard [?]

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Young Drako, n*gga I ran up a bag
Slide in that Jag that you never had
I bust down my Rollie, them n*ggas so mad
I drip in designer, I Gucci my flag
I slide in that Porsche, skrrt, paper tag
Pop out with Draco, I do not play laser tag
I got that bag, n*gga so mad
f*ck on yo b*tch, and hit from the back
Stand in the trap, b*tch, I got the recipe
Buy so many bricks, he throw me an extra ki'
Young Drako, n*gga I'm Mobster, Soprano
Play with them ki's, ain't talking piano
Young Drako, n*gga my face on a channel
He make the wrong then my n*gga gon blam him
Catch him lackin, lit him up like a candle
Young Drako, n*gga I trap out the Phantom
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Walk in this b*tch with a stick
Walk in this b*tch with a brick
Make the wrong move and my n*gga gon shoot
I'm servin' Hi-Tech, lil n*gga got bricks out the roof
Look at my Rollie, it VVS flawless, my diamond
I was just chillin, my Rollie was shining
Sittin' in a Bentley, the seats they recline
Bust down that Rollie, the Richard [?]

[Verse 2: YBN Almighty J]
Walk in this b*tch with some racks
She let me hit from the back
Johnny Dang, fell in love with the ice
Bad b*tch, I put her on a flight
You hate but you broke, how that work?
She keep tryna take off her skirt
I want the head first
Drinking, my head hurt
I dropped a bag on some teeth
You put your b*tch in a Jeep
Balenciaga, please don't step on my feet
In the trap playing with racks, I walk around like a geek
She want the ass shot, so I bought it
You do what you want when you ballin'
My diamonds wet like a fish tank
I got Hollywood b*tches in Burbank
Chanel on the tag, we trippin'
We went from rags to riches
I need a boujee b*tch, I'm tired of these average b*tches
Pourin' on a pint, now I'm sleepy
Bald headed b*tches like E.T
Why the b*tch act like she need me?
My diamonds shine bright like RiRi
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Walk in this b*tch with a stick
Walk in this b*tch with a brick
Make the wrong move and my n*gga gon shoot
I'm servin' Hi-Tech, lil n*gga got bricks out the roof
Look at my Rollie, it VVS flawless, my diamond
I was just chillin, my Rollie was shining
Sittin' in a Bentley, the seats they recline
Bust down that Rollie, the Richard [?]
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