Stick Up
Call up Stewart and Rook
We bout to kill this shit look
I'm about to murder everyone
Leave em stuck, leave em Shook

I'm bout to load up my gun
Shoot my piece and then book
I'm bout to start having fun
Break beneath in the roof

Start to choke from the pressure
I'm the joker, Heath ledger
Kids talking all that shit, mediocre I'm better

Bitch I'm just a lil jit, pot smoker in sweaters
Doing it to get big, I got nothing to do, better

I got nothing to do, better
Pockets full of no cheddar
Stalking in every weather
Like I got a vendetta
Instead of talking that shit, go and do something better
Now back to the stick up, pull my gun out the dresser
Six whippin a pick up
Chis with a Barretta
Adalwolf be a sick fuck
Fucked in the head of
Some other shit on his mind

Like he got impedimenta
I'm a nomad
In my head
But I'm a maniac instead
Like

Gun cocked loaded at the clerk finger focus
Bout to merk everyone like a germ diplococcus
Tell the clerk open up the register. Hypnosis

Notice her hocus pocus in the corner thinking oh shit

It's okay, six pull open
Open the front door let her in

Take here home and do everything I order

Sort her out no disorders
Sorta pissed that I brought her
Tie her up 'for i sorta get bored and start to slaughter
I can't deal with this shit I can't take it no more
Put you're hands up lil bitch and then get on the floor
This a stick up lil bitch I'm breaking down ur door
This a stick up lil bitch I'm breaking down ur door
(X2)

I explore Corredors
Breaking inside before
Anyone notices 4 doors on the floor
Knocked down like a whore
Shell shocked like its war
Cock back grab the score
Hell rot when we're gore

Moving out the shit nobody stopping
Proving now, talk shit, got a problem?
Get dropped, lil kid, u a goblen
Nomad boyz, SP, we a problem