Sticky by Bitty.ru Lyrics
(One Big Verse)
Puffin' on sticky
Yeah dat "Grape Ape" like "Gorilla Glue"
I used to be bananas,now I'm ape shit like gorillas (do)o
Y'all niggas sweet fruity ain't shit but gorilla food..
Killin' you, wit these life lessons they be the "trillest" tools..
Or shit, My nigga at least my tool of choice, piff articulate his voices
While killin' them hopes of coppin' royces nigga..
Ghosting no phantom, yo set ain't heavy you bantom, While we dope I know its bullshit like when bogus cops be planting
Mobbin', rocking that "Zooted" when you see me..
Knock em' off their game like them bitch niggas knocked off their "GT"..
So "F.U" I'm like Cena you niggas Stevie so you need to smoke a bunch of torpedoes to even see me..
Pops see me on the panorama tell me how I pannout, Thought y'all conscious niggas had them glands out.. (word)
"Eye see this, Icy That" I see a Sea of Phony Mitch-Match followed by all yo mishaps
Homie don't getcho shit snatched...
Run it back i'm running back when I run that pack
Fuck that whack shit my squad & nem they hear non uh dahtt..
Knowledge intact, simple fact
Knowing when flowin' parannas atcho back..
You could burn the barn but i'll have some horses in that stable, round table
Operation stable come up as a fable
Me & Lanzo cookin' this shit up, perfection straight of the ladle
What i can do wit my plug you gon' need way more than cables
Cuz its fluent...
Puffin' on sticky
Yeah dat "Grape Ape" like "Gorilla Glue"
I used to be bananas,now I'm ape shit like gorillas (do)o
Y'all niggas sweet fruity ain't shit but gorilla food..
Killin' you, wit these life lessons they be the "trillest" tools..
Or shit, My nigga at least my tool of choice, piff articulate his voices
While killin' them hopes of coppin' royces nigga..
Ghosting no phantom, yo set ain't heavy you bantom, While we dope I know its bullshit like when bogus cops be planting
Mobbin', rocking that "Zooted" when you see me..
Knock em' off their game like them bitch niggas knocked off their "GT"..
So "F.U" I'm like Cena you niggas Stevie so you need to smoke a bunch of torpedoes to even see me..
Pops see me on the panorama tell me how I pannout, Thought y'all conscious niggas had them glands out.. (word)
"Eye see this, Icy That" I see a Sea of Phony Mitch-Match followed by all yo mishaps
Homie don't getcho shit snatched...
Run it back i'm running back when I run that pack
Fuck that whack shit my squad & nem they hear non uh dahtt..
Knowledge intact, simple fact
Knowing when flowin' parannas atcho back..
You could burn the barn but i'll have some horses in that stable, round table
Operation stable come up as a fable
Me & Lanzo cookin' this shit up, perfection straight of the ladle
What i can do wit my plug you gon' need way more than cables
Cuz its fluent...