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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MoneyMarr
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
UncleSamBeats
Producer
Lyrics
(Oh mama, Uncle Sam make the beats)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Uh-uh-uh, uh
Uh, what, what, what
(Whip out a stick, whip out a stick)
Whip out a stick, I hit it
I'ma act broke till I run up a ticket
Beat up the pot, whip it
None of my **** ain't doing no tipping
Big compact, hit his chest, make him break down
Used to be noodles, we fuck with the steak now
Used to be broke, now we count up them cake piles
Bitches want dick, wan' be all in my face now
I got the fifty round up in the Sprayground
Used to sell dimes in the back of the playground
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Whip out a stick, I hit it
I'ma act broke till I run up a ticket
Beat up the pot, whip it
None of my **** ain't doing no tipping
Big compact, hit his chest, make him break down
Used to be noodles, we fuck with the steak now
Used to be broke, now we count up them cake piles
Bitches want dick, wan' be all in my face now
I got the fifty round up in the Sprayground
Used to sell dimes in the back of the playground
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
The trap had been jumping, I run it up
You can't come on my block, you ain't man enough
If he say he got work, he gon' hand it up
Big fifth sit him down, he was standing up
Hit the block, beat it up, I got stamina
I'm a block star, you **** amateurs
I'ma trap hard, bitch, I'ma bag it up
Like a rockstar, bitch, I'ma have it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Serve the work, it come straight out the tea pot
He was faking, I gave his ass three shots
Glock .9 with the leg and the green dot
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Fuck up the beat, I abuse it
Got the stick on you, you ain't gon' use it
Bitches green and these **** be clueless
I'm a fool with the tool, I'ma use it
Put the clip in the stick, I'ma shoot it
That lil' bitch on my line and she booted
Pitch the work and you know I'ma move it
Bad lil' bitch, and she butter pecan
I see an opp, bitch, you know I'm squeezing
Shout out my plug, he just brought them P's in
I got that drop that will knock your knees in
My shooter gon' shoot if you give him a reason
Fat butt bitch looking back, got me cheesing
All of this pressure, the junkies be fiening
I get to the money, these **** be grieving
Uh, uh, whip out a stick, I hit it
I'ma act broke till I run up a ticket
Beat up the pot, whip it
None of my **** ain't doing no tipping
Big compact, hit his chest, make him break down
Used to be noodles, we fuck with the steak now
Used to be broke, now we count up them cake piles
Bitches want dick, wan' be all in my face now
I got the fifty round up in the Sprayground
Used to sell dimes in the back of the playground
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Whip out a stick, I hit it
I'ma act broke till I run up a ticket
Beat up the pot, whip it
None of my **** ain't doing no tipping
Big compact, hit his chest, make him break down
Used to be noodles, we fuck with the steak now
Used to be broke, now we count up them cake piles
Bitches want dick, wan' be all in my face now
I got the fifty round up in the Sprayground
Used to sell dimes in the back of the playground
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Hit with the fifth, make a fuck **** lay down
Written by: Marvin A Bussie