Stiff Arm

Lyrics

[Intro: RJ Lamont, Cash Kidd] Oooh RJ, bitch he already got that one So? But I sound better saying it Oooh RJ Money ain't shit, catch a case, next day, bond out Pillow talking to these hoes, let me find out Lost bro and went crazy, sister like "calm down, nigga" Fuck what nigga's talkin' bout, why you cuffin' all my freak bitches? Can't believe nigga's, just like these freak bitches, I don't believe nigga's Got the heat on the seat with us, so today, I'ma do the speed limit [Verse 1: Cash Kidd] Nigga, yeah, cause this whip got pills, credit cards, and fake ID's in it And this strap got a thirty magazine in it How ironic, cause I read niggas, I can see nigga's Ain't bout that shit like thеy say they is Still eatin' with my nigga's, since a Bеbe Kid Just made a play, and everybody that FaceTime me, I might up a role on em Motivation, no stunting, bitch said "let me hold something" let her hold nothing In the club, pole on us, short temper, long money, is y'all nigga's on something? Let me know cause bro clutchin' Call me Fred Flintstone, cause I'm road-running, nigga Yeah, aye, free Tone, fuck feds Nicky Nicky round this bitch wait til' you end end up dead Got a potato on this bitch like Spud Headz, and this bitch come with a ladder like bunk a bed Aye, all this running through him, call that shit Casper Heard you eat the pussy, I fuck her then dip after Any beat, like whatever, like this Fear Factor Yeah, all these bitches ride me like I'm McFashion Nigga, bad bitches, I then have several On the road to riches, Gucci's on the gas pedal And til' my whole team rich, I can't settle Got that thunder on my side, like I'm Ash Ketchum, nigga A lot of something from a lil' nothing Slide down a opp block, bout to drill something Fell asleep, woke up, this bitch was still suckin' Dap my nigga up, and that's when shit got real funny Nigga, that's when shit get real bloody My bitch found a real dummy, she gone steal for me Aye, just be patient, bro them M's coming [Verse 2: Cash Kidd] I got five bands on me right now as I'm speaking If I put it on your head, watch yo man's, cause he need it Get a opp address, and chop it up, like I'm eating Stay strapped, two sticks on me like I'm skiing Bro watch that car, who is that, I never seen it, if it ride down this block one more time, we gone cheese it Bitch gave me her heart, and I broke it, I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry, my heart cold, these streets turned me to a Demon Got my phone on airplane mode, sorry I ain't taking calls Grinding, no days taken off, how ironic, now I'm taking off, huh How ironic, told my Pops he made a boss Don't call me if I can't call you, when I take a loss She on me cause I'm in the spotlight, like I'm off Riding hot with that bag on me, bitch I'm Santa Claus I wish this nigga Jimmy stop passing me blunts, I'm already fried She wanna fuck, but ain't suckin' no dick, then never mind And if you steal from me wiper, I can't let you slide And shit, I'll stack and make your bitch feel like my valentine I been through this every time, bro said you ain't never lie You need to calm down, all these bad hoes fucking for a shout-out And when I say "I'm punching cards" I ain't clock out I'm in this niggas [?] h[?] gettin' wiped out This bitch without strap, let me find out Ladder on that pole, knock your lights out Aye, get your friend, bitch I'm giving tryouts, and you know I'm on that paper like some White-Out Aye I got a bankroll on me, my bitch got one too, I'm the reason yo bitch crib ain't got no junk food Yeah, "kicking game" - like Kung Fu, and then I made her take a hike, huh, bitch HUT TWO Yeah, I just gave a groupie bitch a stiff arm, making plays through the city like I'm Big Worm Hit yo man's hoe, now it's yo bitch turn, heart cold as a bitch but my hip warm Me and bro playing roles, when will this bitch learn? Just gave another groupie bitch a stiff arm, aye I just gave another bitch a stiff arm, aye