Stick

Kid Classic
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)
 Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go)
 Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grrr)
 Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)
 Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)
 Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick
 Turn me up, get me lit (Grra), young boy looking fresh like a lick
 Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah)
 Last lap better pass me the stick
 Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah), stick (Grra)
 Stick, stick (Yeah), stick, stick (Woo), stick
 I be walkin' 'round town with the stick (Yeah)
 Real fresh like you just bit a mint (Grra)
 On the block, told 'em put down the brick (Yeah)
 They don't know none else hit licks
 They said trappin' ain't dead (Yeah), gotta get they family fed (Yeah)
 Uncle used to move weight, where he at? Now he dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I call you professional capper (Woo)
 Need a Grammy for best internet rapper (Brrt)
 Turn the beat up, do my dance, this a slapper (Yeah)
 Really outside know some boys that'll clap ya
 Let it bang, it come back like boomerang (Yeah)
 You a killer on ya records, in your courtroom, you gon' sing, ah
 Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)
 Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go)
 Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr)
 Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)
 Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)
 Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick
 Ayy-ayy, ayy, stick, yeah, stick, yeah, we lit (Ayy-ayy)
 Ridin' through the city looking like Rafiki
 Crew walkin' 'round with the stick (Do-do-do)
 Money gettin' low lookin' like a dashiki
 Down wit' my dawgs like pets (Do-do-do)
 50 round, 100 round, yeah, you better run around
 Dogs gon' sit like Midge
 Yeah, I'm big as it gets
 Ain't no hitter, you miss (No hitter, you miss)
 Ain't no bargainin' (Bargainin')
 You can't come hard as this (Can't come as hard as this)
 On God you state my dawgs been eatin'
 Can't touch this plate, you participate
 Until you fate, we see you slate
 We play, we Memphis, no complaints
 Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)
 Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go, ayy)
 Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr)
 Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)
 Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)
 Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick
 Turn me up, get me lit (Grra), young boy looking fresh like a lick
 Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah)
 Last lap better pass me the stick
 Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah), stick (Grra)
 Stick, stick (Yeah), stick, stick (Woo), stick (MainMain)
 On my block, that's a place you don't wanna go
 Man, my dad sold more gas than the corner store
 MainMain preached in the streets,
 Yeah, I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope)
 You can't sell 'em no dreams, 'cause they sellin' dope (No)
 I go dumb, I go foolish like Shawty Lo (Shawty Lo)
 Jesus turned two fish to Pappadeaux
 Watch me shine in the field like I'm Julio
 Got the stick, it ain't tucked for who want it, though, yeah
 Yeah