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letra de we tote sticks fr - greatestredefined

[pre-chorus]
ay, ay, huh

[chorus]
ay, ay
we tote sticks for real
i might say some bullsh-t, please don’t mind me gang, i’m off the pill
we got .223s, they come with chops’, lil’ gang, you might get k!lled
and i got- (what i got?) i got- ay, what i got? ay, (you might k!lled) what i got? hm, ay (you might get k!lled)
i got purple jeans with ’11s on my feet
n-gga told me that i’m lackin’, but the lil’ strap underneath
told her “i be in the stu’, don’t get mad if you left on seen”, ay
i don’t need no sk!ll when it come to the aim, and i just use beams
yeah, shawty told me she in love with the donuts, so i gave her krispy kreme
glock-19 make a f-ck n-gga fade away, ay, i’m talkin’ ’bout that kobe b
i had to look around when he was yellin’, ’cause i know that n-gga not talkin’ to me
get put on a tee, ’cause yo’ holy father is who you gon’ see
no, that’s not a b-tch, lil’ shawty a treesh

[verse]
my shooter a skater, he shoot with some st–z
the stick wipe his nose, give him allergy, sneeze
lil’ n-gga got attitude, he on his p
i’m feelin’ like gunna, i’m givin’ her p
she want me to cuff, i don’t feel the need
no, i’m not a god, why she on her knees?
[chorus]
ay, ay
we tote sticks for real
i might say some bullsh-t, please don’t mind me gang, i’m off the pill
we got .223s, they come with chops’, lil’ gang, you might get k!lled
and i got- (what i got?) i got- ay, what i got? ay, (you might k!lled) what i got? hm, ay (you might get k!lled)
i got purple jeans with ’11s on my feet
n-gga told me that i’m lackin’, but the lil’ strap underneath
told her “i be in the stu’, don’t get mad if you left on seen”, ay
i don’t need no sk!ll when it come to the aim, and i just use beams
yeah, shawty told me she in love with the donuts, so i gave her krispy kreme
glock-19 make a f-ck n-gga fade away, ay, i’m talkin’ ’bout that kobe b
i had to look around when he was yellin’, ’cause i know that n-gga not talkin’ to me
get put on a tee, ’cause yo’ holy father is who you gon’ see
no, that’s not a b-tch, lil’ shawty a treesh

[post-chorus]
ay, purple jeans, get money, get green
pants black, but my pockets steady throwin’ them cs
my gun box like creed, b-tch, i’m off that tree
i slide on from deep, now we up by three
ay, i heard ‘redefined goin’ up, n-gga, you gotta see this

- greatestredefined

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