Sticks by Alley Boy Lyrics

[Intro]
DJ Lil Keen
This some fuck shit nigga
Mob shit lil nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fresh, fresh, fresh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
The war battle, the war battle, the war battle

[Hook]
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
[Verse 1]
We turn on Thirty, Draco shot clip 50
Got a hot stick from a young nigga, FK for 250
We ain’t gotta talk, we can war battle
You ain’t getting shit, you a whole battle
Heard you got robbed you of no value
You can take it if you like or forget about it
Tell a man shit, where the sticks at
We ain’t get low nigga where them bricks at
First 48 in my project
Bout put em on a plane and we ate that
Have you no real nigga they too counterfeit
Let em run through the chair full o’ counterfeit
Got a thugger outside shooting with a stick
I’m a die trying or I’m getting rich
Bet a hundred round ya’ll getting mine right
We gon’ run a niga car at the red light
Gotta a lucky crib down there the other night
Say we playing with the sticks no fist fight
Ain’t no choosing the card these all right (sticks, sticks)
Stand on the bitch DC smite (sticks, sticks)
Stand on the chopper ain’t no sight (sticks, sticks)
We gon’ get the pussy nigga, just life (sticks, sticks)

[Hook]
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
[Verse 2]
These niggas have a crush so the clips came with extra
You was rapping, I was robbing, you won’t shoot us in the party
So you was talking all this shit, I’m a pull up with the cargo
I wanna see where your heart at. hop e you don’t mind dodging
I can see a screen in the fourteen tryna hit us from the farthest
You a pussy niga and I know it’s so, you hand on ma pardon
You gotta disagree? Better go call a killer
Case i heard he go crazy for the Whitefield niggas
Cut them fully outta jail they came with us
Like the codeine and they can’t get her
My heart bent in on the pain nigga
You know i got a good aim nigga
Shot gets the best and fuck the repercussion
Nigga talking talking beef and they ain’t rule nigga
Yeah

[Hook]
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
All my niggas gon' hit (sticks, sticks)
Pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
One call, I don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
Air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
Clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
Glock at home (sticks, sticks)
Chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
[Outro]
Hood rich bitch
Hello, thank you, come again