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STITCH (feat. 26shots)
by jbdakid
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I ain't with homicide gang, be we causin' it
You can die today day, nigga
Blick, blick, blick on my side, cause homicide
Niggas talk shit, but that nigga had died
Pull up in a new foreign, yeah, bitch, I slide
That boy a rat, a mouse, all he do is hide
Can't fuck with that bitch, she a treesh
Come get your hoe, she is all in my leash
Bitch, I am at the bank and I'm a money beast
If you play wit da gang, then your gang gon' decease
We sendin' them shots, y'all sendin' them threats
He barkin' Too loud, we cut off his neck
I'm the biggest dog in the money I fetch
You play on my money, put you on the stretch
Fuckin' with me, boy, you gonna regret
That nigga try, he gon' die, that shit not a sweat
Runnin' on racks, so ride on my trap suit
My gunna on the side, he gon' clap you
Gunna on my side, but he not gon' snitch
He got that 40 on him, go crazy like Stitch
Faaah
Bitch
40 on him, and go crazy like Stitch
That nigga died, get put in the ditch
In the dirt
Man that nigga, bitch
Smokin' on gas, you know this is stank
Bitch, I'ma go to the bank
That nigga a peon, can't touch my rank
Pull out the Rack, she's faint
Pull out the dope, then you know I'ma fuck wit your hoe
Don't hold out your hand, I ain't shakin' hand
Lil' nigga, don't call me bro
I'll hold grudges when I'ma catch you, nigga
I'ma up da sco
Nigga talk down, but he really not like that
6th gen Glock, we put him on fight back
Bitch, wok
Livin', bitch, you know that I'm the shit
Fuckin' on this nigga, bitch
Then I pass her to the clique
Got a 23, no MJ
Get put in the ditch
Used to be broke, man, the streets was a hurdle
Used to be the global finna be universal
26 shots on the bottom of that Glock
Jump out game, bitch, you know that we on top
That nigga made it to the news, and I'm talking about that Fox
Fox 5 gang, nigga, turn on that news
Hit him with that tool, now he taking a long snooze
Sipping on the wok, this is not no booze
Send him six feet, and I ain't talking about no pool
Put him on that deep end, got hit up with that tool
Head runner, PR4, lil' bitch, you know the name
Head runner, PR4, lil' bitch, it's on the chain
Can't hang with no bro, niggas, y'all ain't gang
6PE and YNE, nigga, bitch, we go insane
Tryna catch some stains, tryna leave where you remain
Funeral Hone, nigga, that's a whereabouts
Church, dirty stick, and some ps, hide them in the couch
I ain't with homicide gang, be we causin' it
You can die today day, nigga
Blick, blick, blick on my side, cause homicide
Niggas talk shit, but that nigga had died
Pull up in a new foreign, yeah, bitch, I slide
That boy a rat, a mouse, all he do is hide
Can't fuck with that bitch, she a treesh
Come get your hoe, she is all in my leash
Bitch, I am at the bank and I'm a money beast
If you play wit da gang, then your gang gon' decease
We sendin' them shots, y'all sendin' them threats
He barkin' Too loud, we cut off his neck
I'm the biggest dog in the money I fetch
You play on my money, put you on the stretch
Fuckin' with me, boy, you gonna regret
That nigga try, he gon' die, that shit not a sweat
Runnin' on racks, so ride on my trap suit
My gunna on the side, he gon' clap you
Gunna on my side, but he not gon' snitch
He got that 40 on him, go crazy like Stitch
Faaah
Bitch
40 on him, and go crazy like Stitch
That nigga died, get put in the ditch
In the dirt
Man that nigga, bitch
Smokin' on gas, you know this is stank
Bitch, I'ma go to the bank
That nigga a peon, can't touch my rank
Pull out the Rack, she's faint
Pull out the dope, then you know I'ma fuck wit your hoe
Don't hold out your hand, I ain't shakin' hand
Lil' nigga, don't call me bro
I'll hold grudges when I'ma catch you, nigga
I'ma up da sco
Nigga talk down, but he really not like that
6th gen Glock, we put him on fight back
Bitch, wok
Livin', bitch, you know that I'm the shit
Fuckin' on this nigga, bitch
Then I pass her to the clique
Got a 23, no MJ
Get put in the ditch
Used to be broke, man, the streets was a hurdle
Used to be the global finna be universal
26 shots on the bottom of that Glock
Jump out game, bitch, you know that we on top
That nigga made it to the news, and I'm talking about that Fox
Fox 5 gang, nigga, turn on that news
Hit him with that tool, now he taking a long snooze
Sipping on the wok, this is not no booze
Send him six feet, and I ain't talking about no pool
Put him on that deep end, got hit up with that tool
Head runner, PR4, lil' bitch, you know the name
Head runner, PR4, lil' bitch, it's on the chain
Can't hang with no bro, niggas, y'all ain't gang
6PE and YNE, nigga, bitch, we go insane
Tryna catch some stains, tryna leave where you remain
Funeral Hone, nigga, that's a whereabouts
Church, dirty stick, and some ps, hide them in the couch
