Stiff

(album: Designer Drugz 3 - 2017)

Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
Bitch nigga think this a lick
Nigga, I rob with the stick

Hoodrich, nigga, I've been on the bullshit
Driving the foreign, I rob with the stick shift
Trapping the brick, we got sticks
Popped me a Perc and a Xan, I'm lit
Ooh, young nigga ignorant
Popped the Act for adrenaline
Shooting the sticks at my enemies
Designer dripping, I'm in Christian
Designer drugs, Hitech, and Actavis, lean sipping
Fuck that little bitch and I jump in the Benz
I got tissue paper, young nigga shit
I got bricks, sell you right in the kitchen
I sell the dope with the Glock with extensions
Fuck you thought? Bitch, I fill up my bottle
Think this a lick you gon' get your ass popped
I fucked that bitch, I just got me some top
Riding with the stick with a hundred shots
I've made that Glock pop
Make your ass lean, rock
Still got that dope in my sock
Stiff, I don't fuck with no cops
Run up, you get your ass shot
I got the keys on lock
I get the pounds from the crop
Trap God like Guwop, bitch

Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
Bitch nigga think this a lick
Nigga, I rob with the stick

Stiff on m prices, I ain't stuck on no bitch
Ain't stunting on hoes, I got money to get
Wrap up a dummy, get your ass tricked
Jump in the Honda and pick up the bricks
First, I had to go get money
Then I had to get some more
Crossing minds, serving O's, playing tic-tac-toe
I got that blow, just follow your nose
Riding foreign, drop the top when it's cold
I ain't gotta trap, it's already sold
On the phone, I be talking in code
I'm too real, nigga, I can't get exposed
Neck like the North Pole
Big ring like I won the Super Bowl
Cook on four burners, I need another stove
Gas like the Texaco
I'm getting money, said I changed on them
I'm still in the hood with my chains on me
Stayed down, I ain't had no big homie
Candler Road, started off in the 6 Zone
Trap out the flip phone
In the projects when the street lights on
Selling off-white with the brown, two-tone
I'm trapping, tell my bitch I ain't never coming home

Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
Give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Nigga, I'm trying to get rich
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
I'm in the trap and I'm stiff
Bitch nigga think this a lick
Nigga, I rob with the stick