Stick It Up

Aye Drop down low then pick it up Take them hands and stick it up Take ones guess who lit as us Made 2 bands on the wake up On God i was really just gettin up In way too deep Ain’t givin up Jay made this beat And i lit it up Listen I’m serious She pullin up on me She sayin she curious Say she want me for me i ain’t hearin it Got my foot on the throttle im steering it If you need you a verse Then im clearin it Thinkin i should go pop like im Bieber Oh my God it get hot as a fever And my Brodie got wocky by litters And my phone full of thotties & eaters Told her right in the lobby I’ll meet ya Hoping out of my ride it’s a creature Okay cool I’m that guy nice to meet ya Just spent $335 on my sneakers That’s the type of shit they want me to say Ask around about who run it today I’ll wait i ain’t come here to play Everybody havin something to say nowadays Ok Aye Drop down low then pick it up Take them hands and stick it up Take ones guess who lit as us Made 2 bands on the wake up On God i was really just gettin up In way too deep Ain’t givin up Jay made this beat And i lit it up Listen I’m serious She pullin up on me She sayin she curious Say she want me for me i ain’t hearin it Got my foot on the throttle im steering it If you need you a verse Then im clearin it Thinkin i should go pop like im Bieber Oh my God it get hot as a fever And my Brodie got wocky by litters And my phone full of thotties & eaters Still gettin better & better And got a whole ton of vendettas She pull up Lil shorty she pressure I take her up outta that sweater Correct her It’s alot on my mind It’s a pressure A little compressor do sit on the dresser No we not doing extra Get in the ring with the wrestlers She can do it no hands she a Tesla Okay money & motion etcetera Left some guap in the open was testing her With these thots i be colder than Hefner Ain’t no break Now I’m on i ain’t lettin up I can’t be out here playin around They be running right out of ideas I give em a pitch Stay on the mound Married to mula We sayin the vows Move in silence That’s more of our style That’s ironic Okay ask me how Everything that we smoke it be loud Now it seems like they close to me now Now it seems like they notice me now If you is baby show me you love proud I just think you should throw in the towel Ok Aye Drop down low then pick it up Take them hands and stick it up Take ones guess who lit as us Made 2 bands on the wake up On God i was really just gettin up In way too deep Ain’t givin up Jay made this beat And i lit it up Listen I’m serious She pullin up on me She sayin she curious Say she want me for me i ain’t hearin it Got my foot on the throttle im steering it If you need you a verse Then im clearin it Thinkin i should go pop like im Bieber Oh my God it get hot as a fever And my Brodie got wocky by litters And my phone full of thotties & eaters Ok Ok Ok