sticks

Mac 11s, Glock 9s, Smith & Wessons Mac 11s, Smith & Wesson Glock nine, High five You can pull up with a bunch of sticks Mac 11s, Glock 9s, Smith & Wessons Either way, no bitches want your dick And you still ain't learned your lesson Ain't no wrong in confessin I don't know your situation, I'm just guessin It ain't my fault, I'm just tryna lessen Everything you gotta deal with Man quit the gang shit You a white boy from the suburbs You don't know what you're gettin' in It ain't too late to start quittin' it Just admit it You a bitch You weren't made for this When you see how it really be Trust me, you gon' piss I ain't tryna diss But if that's really what it come to Guess we'll have to see it through You got blicks, I got em too Braggin' bout your shooting skills, but I taught you Bitch, I'm not a fool I'm that one that told you keep a tool This shit self defense, but you think it's just cool You my bro, I don't wanna duel F*ck, but if we got to You can pull up with a bunch of sticks Mac 11s, Glock 9s, Smith & Wesson Either way, no bitches want your dick And you still ain't learned your lesson Ain't no wrong in confessin I don't know your situation, I'm just guessin It ain't my fault, I'm just tryna lessen Everything you gotta deal with Man quit the gang shit You a white boy from the suburbs You don't know what you're gettin' in It ain't too late to start quittin' it Just admit it You a bitch You ain't shit You a bitch You a bitch, aye!