letra de stickk - ken carson
[intro]
neilaworld
yeah
[chorus]
that k gon’ knock that boy right out his jeans
my b-tch bad and she rockin’ the celine
i ride with the sh-t, and i walk wit’ a glock 19 yeah
tell me where you get hit, knock that boy right out his jeans yeah
b-tch i’m in the moshpit, you get punched you get kicked you get beat up
i ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, i’m just sittin’ back kickin’ my feet up
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, never let a ho feel like i need her
diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun [?]
[verse]
my diamonds wet just like gritz, my diamonds hit like the b-tch on tomb raider
i walk in that b-tch with a stick, you walked in the b-tch with a glock it won’t phase us
i got all these hoes on my d-ck, and i got all these racks that’s tucked in my blazer
i think i fell in love with my stick, i think i fell in love with my k yeah, uh
i fell in love with my k, uh uh uh uh
i fell in love with my stick, uh
she fell in love with this d-ck, uh
she fell in love with my fit, uh
she fell in love with my vibe, uh
i fell in love with her tits, uh
she fell in love with my ride, yeah
this a v-12 not a 6
[?] i smoke yeah i get high as sh-t
with my b-tch and i’m off a g6, with my b-tch and we ’bout to go shopping yeah, i just [?] in her [?]
if a n-gga ever think about robbin’ us i hit his ass with a stick
i call up my gang yeah opium yeah we ’bout to go hit a l!ck
if you [?] show me something, these n-ggas be down on they d-ck
these n-ggas they down on my clique, these n-ggas they down
and yeah i fell in love with my sticks, fell in love with them pounds
h-ll yeah i fell in love with my k, and i love them hundred rounds
lil’ boy you better watch what you say, ’cause you never got been shot in the face
yeah you don’t know how this sh-t feel, when them 7.62s hit your grille
like a soldier yeah i’m in the field, like a soldier yeah you can get k!lled
[chorus]
that k gon’ knock that boy right out his jeans
my b-tch bad and she rockin’ the celine
i ride with the sh-t, and i walk wit’ a glock 19 yeah
tell me where you get hit, knock that boy right out his jeans yeah
b-tch i’m in the moshpit, you get punched you get kicked you get beat up
i ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, i’m just sittin’ back kickin’ my feet up
give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, never let a ho feel like i need her
diamonds all on my wrist, my diamonds shine like the sun [?]
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