STURDY

Lyrics

[Intro] (Striker Radio) (SJ, ha) (You are now listening to twentythree) Yeah, woah, uhh, woah, damn Uhh, oh yeah Coming through every hood Damn (I'ma blow—) [Chrous] I'ma blow up they street, man, I'm really a menace Imma clear out the scene and I ain't leavin' no witness Anybody could get it nobody exempt Lil Gill got hoes, bro really a pimp Tryna line shit up give 'em more than a temp Man, high-school was sweet everybody got skimped Just rerocked the drank, man, that nigga a birdie When the pack touch down, bitch, we start getting sturdy Man, I stay with my gun, man, I never could 'lax Spot a opp from a far, who that in the back? He an internet nigga he ain't gimmie no pass Man, trick or treat shit, I'ma bear with no mask [Verse] Man, speak on the guys I'm sending the missile When I'm out with my mother I'm toting my pistol Play thing one time, best believe I'ma get you Bro put shit on skates but he barred from Christmas I dont know what to say but it's fuck all the opps Salute to my bro, he just caught him a lock Man, a opp got smoked so that mean he got popped Man, its time for a party I caught me some Tris', bro caught him some Wock Man, ARP on me, I'm torchin' that Glock Wrong time, right place, I'ma dirty my crocs I'm the man with the drank, young nigga, come shop Woah, uh, woah (oh yeah) [Chorus] I'ma blow– I'ma blow up they street, man, I'm really a menace Imma clear out the scene and I ain't leavin' no witness Anybody could get it nobody exempt Lil Gill got hoes, bro really a pimp Tryna line shit up give 'em more than a temp Man, high-school was sweet everybody got skimped Just rerocked the drank, man, that nigga a birdie When the pack touch down, bitch, we start getting sturdy Man, I stay with my gun, man, I never could 'lax Spot a opp from a far, who that in the back? He an internet nigga he ain't gimmie no pass (Man, trick or treat shit, I'ma bear with no mask) [Bridge] Uh, uh, oh yeah (Man, trick or treat shit, I'ma bear with no mask) Woah, woah, woah What I tell you S'? Oh, oh, oh Damn, oh, oh, oh [Chorus] I'ma blow up– I'ma blow up they street, man, I'm really a menace Imma clear out the scene and I ain't leavin' no witness Anybody could get it nobody exempt Lil Gill got hoes, bro really a pimp Tryna line shit up give 'em more than a temp Man, high-school was sweet everybody got skimped Just rerocked the drank, man, that nigga a birdie When the pack touch down, bitch, we start getting sturdy [Outro] (Striker Radio) Uh, uh, oh yeah Slime, slime-slime-slime Everybody in high-school was gettin' skimped