Stick (with JID & J. Cole feat. Kenny Mason & Sheck Wes)

I got the time, ayy
 It's up and it's stuck, and it's stuck where it's up, fah
 Hahaha (fuck 'bout you, pray for them folks, bro, pray for them folks)
 Oh, I know you niggas ain't see this comin' (on me, bro, fuck 'bout this shit, bro)
 I mean, normally around this time, I'd ask if you was ready (turn me the fuck up, bruh)
 But I know there's no way you niggas was ready for what's about to happen (AraabMUZIK)
 Stick, stick, stick (bitch), stick (boom, Gangsta)
 Stick, stick (bitch), stick (bitch), stick
 I got a new stick (bitch), I got a new stick (bitch, boom)
 I got a new stick (boom), I got a new stick (boom)
 Stick (bitch), stick (bitch), stick (bitch), stick (yeah)
 Stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick, bitch)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick, bitch)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick, bitch)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 If I see that nigga, I'ma wet his ho ass up
 Roll down the window (brrt), roll up the window (ooh)
 Roll down the window (brrt), roll up the window (ooh)
 Roll down the window (brrt), roll up the window (ooh)
 Roll down the window (yeah, brrt) roll up the window (uh, okay)
 Hand on my dick and my hand on my gun
 One is for shootin' and one is for fun
 Niggas trippin' off of 151
 Black & Milds burnin' under the sun
 Black and brown kids young or they dumb?
 Sack a town, where your mom and them from?
 Gather 'round, run in all of your shit
 But what did you get? (New stick)
 I say it's up (I got a new stick), that mean it's stuck
 Run out of bullets (I got a new stick), you run out of luck
 One in the cribbo (I got a new stick) and one in the truck
 One in the tippo 'cause bloody ain't duck
 Step a foot up on the yard and get struck
 Everyone I grew around was a thug
 Thought he was a shooter, thought he was tough
 Found his body coolin' out in the cut
 Shit, Fulton County, 50 cal' in the tuck
 Fuck around and shoot the cavalry up
 Bullets sneezing, we got allergies, we got alibis
 We got calibers, categorized
 FN, bitch, capitalized, better recognize
 I got sick and tired of lettin' bitches slide (I got a new stick)
 So I'm in the whip, I got the stick inside (I got a new stick)
 If I sniff a scent, smell a lie (I got a new stick)
 Smell a bitch, crack a smile, let it rip, let it ride
 First time, second line, second time, bloodline
 Third time, even - dyin', takin' one of mine
 I'm on Candler Road with a chopper from Columbine
 Creepin' on the cracker tryna colonize
 (Leave God out of this, JID)
 Stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick (bitch)
 Stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick (yeah), stick
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick, ooh)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 Yeah, bitch, pull up proper (bitch)
 Dance on the pussy, I salsa (cha-cha)
 I am not from Earth (hell nah)
 Sheck Wes pulled up in a saucer (ooh, bitch)
 I heard you fell in love with that bitch (bitch)
 Sheck Wes fell in love with the chopper (ow)
 Sheck Wes, I'm a motherfuckin' monster (yeah)
 I came out the water like a Loch Ness (yeah)
 My niggas on the block with no options (No)
 They smokin' niggas like Hot Grabba (Grabba, Grabba)
 I bought a new stick (bitch), came with a new bitch (bitch)
 Bought the ho new kicks (walkin')
 Off the music, bitch, I got rich, left you niggas clueless (ching-ching)
 Got a couple cribs, got a couple whips, I don't wanna do shit (no)
 Nah, I don't wanna do shit
 Now, hold up, hold up, hold up, Sheck, don't get stagnant
 Hood girls and models all in these pageants
 You don't know my neck, bitch, I been havin'
 I ain't internet, these niggas been laggin'
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, and I still keep a ratchet
 Spit fire like an RAF pilot
 Steal a nigga bitch, I feel like Aladdin
 Me and my white friends gon' get blasted off the (stick)
 Alright, so check it out
 You niggas over here talkin' 'bout festivals
 I'm thinkin' more like invasions
 You gon' stop playin' on Dreamville's time (Gangsta Grizzillz)
 Like niggas don't run this
 Uh (oh, shit)
 Pray for me, God's got a play for me
 Me and them are not standing adjacently (no way)
 Thirsty for the clout, talkin' too brazenly
 Bullet hit his mouth, at least he died tastefully (oh, shit)
 Good Lord has never forsaken me
 In God I trust, so I get money faithfully (hahaha)
 Not just occasionally
 Got to make cake every day like I work for a bakery (yeah)
 I know you pussy, the secret's not safe with me
 You crazy, you think you gon' take from me (yeah)
 Not for extortin', treat problems like Orkin
 I call up some niggas I know that's gon' spray for me (woo, woo, woo, brrt)
 Speakin' in code 'case they tapin' me
 Let off the whole fuckin' clip, leave a vacancy (bah, bah, bah, bah)
 I'm 'bout that two with the six, so I'm basically
 Reppin' more shooters than Rich Paul's agency
 They get to clutchin', you best get to duckin'
 Like 6'7" niggas that's dunkin' for Oregon
 Money so long, if I start in the south
 And then spread this shit out, it'd be touchin' like Portland
 So it's no wonder I'm walkin' with caution
 I know that God got his grace with me
 But I'll still treat a ride through the hood like a
 Hike through the woods, got a stick that I take with me
 Stick, stick, stick, stick (DJ Drama)
 Stick, stick, stick, stick (welcome to D-Day, suckers)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 I got a new stick (I got a brand-new stick)
 Dreamville
 Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (Gangsta Grizzillz, new)
 Lit up the air, niggas in here (stick)
 Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (new)
 Lit up the air, niggas in here (stick)
 Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (new)
 Lit up the sh-, niggas in here (stick)
 Stick up the shell, pick up the shell (new)
 Lit up the air, niggas in here (stick)