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stick up - don kel lyrics

ugh yea this a stick up
four pistols, 120 shots yeah we bl!cked up
blue tips call them blue pills
only difference is if you pop these that p*ssy n**** can’t get up
p*ssy n***** envious i think they wanna be us
rock out with this glock out got him rolling like he elvis
rob who?
he died with his stick on the ground
can’t believe he thought i’ll fall victim to a f*cking stick up

this you’re last life p*ssy n**** better give up
i got 30 shots in this glizzy and i’m masked up
pillowcase up on the glock nah i ain’t leaving no evidence
i got 30 shots in this glizzy and i’m masked up
pillowcase up on the glocky
he ain’t leaving no evidence
them bullets gone rain like them b*tches heaven sent
all my shots be accurate like it’s kevin sent kd
my choppa turn n***** into stars, call it jd
baby don’t play with me cause i’m a real one
adhd i f*ck her long off the pill huh
your fantasies they come true
if you f*ck with me
no ppe i give her d, put her ass to sleep
this glocky rated e for everyone
who think it’s sweet, this sh*t ain’t sweet
rip’s put his ass to sleep (this a stick up)
ugh yea this a stick up
four pistols, 120 shots yeah we bl!cked up
blue tips call them blue pills
only difference is if you pop these that p*ssy n**** can’t get up
p*ssy n***** envious i think they wanna be us
rock out with this glock out got him rolling like he elvis
rob who?
he died with his stick on the ground
can’t believe he thought i’ll fall victim to a f*cking stick up

all that pillow talking getting these p*ssy n***** zipped up
the b*tch you tell your secrets to
i’m in her throat just like a hiccup
i beat it up
you the type that’s gone eat it up
not me though
mob raised just like vito
g code
hit em close range free throw
put him in a hole
yeah he a zero
i’m on point like a f*cking arrow
i go ape sh*t about my robert dineros
get them packs sent off of melrose
he got spent chilling right on melrose
yea this sh*t ain’t sweet little baby (lil baby)
nah i keep a four little baby (lil baby ugh)
i pour a fourth in my fanta (fanta) yea
with this chop dirty dancing (dancing)
call shots charles manson (charles manson)
got some youngling’s they gone k!ll like i’m manson
ugh yea this a stick up
four pistols, 120 shots yeah we bl!cked up
blue tips call them blue pills
only difference is if you pop these that p*ssy n**** can’t get up
p*ssy n***** envious i think they wanna be us
rock out with this glock out got him rolling like he elvis
rob who?
he died with his stick on the ground
can’t believe he thought i’ll fall victim to a f*cking stick up

- don kel lyrics

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