Stick Up (WOAH WOAH) Lyrics

Yuh, yuh, (Oh my God, stop the music)

Yuh, yuh

One more time, ay

One more time, ay

One more time, ay

One more time, ay

Am I okay? Smokin' on stank

Hit 'em up, man, I don't know if I'm okay

Put your hands up, bruh, this is a stick up

If I relapse, I might just glow up

Goin' berserk, I'ma do the worst

Doin' some work, Kool-Aid on my shirt

Try me nigga, put your face in the dirt

Put you and your homie on a t-shirt

Treat me like noodles, that bitch gon' slurp (Bitch), hey, wait, huh

Anything you do, I can do better

Pullin' heads on a string like a sweater

Don't even matter whatever the weather

Put the chrome to ya dome, shhh beretta

You niggas ain't on my level (Nah)

Main goal is to be global

Mail out a bitch, make her go postal

Crash the whip, the bitch got totaled

I'ma go MIA

LOL to the bank

Niggas be smokin' that stank

I can't fuck with dank

Biscotti and Runts that's all in my lungs

NBA jammin', on a bitch, I'ma dunk

She said she hasn't seen her mans weeks

Too bad the nigga in the back of my trunk

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Bitch so hot, she a kettle

I might just settle

When I was on Addy's, I was at a different level

I took a Perc, looked in the mirror and I saw the devil

No face, no case, what can I say? That nigga is a offie

He neff, I needa run my 30, huh

I'ma do your ass dirty

And his main bitch actin' all flirty

In my DMs sayin' she wanna fuck me

Treesh ass bitches so ugly

Also I heard she got three baby daddies

These niggas hatin' on all sides

Bitch, get outta my line

Or I'ma put you outta line

Am I okay? I'm doin' fine, you lil' bitch

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh

Triple eight, bitch