Stick Up - Adalwolf

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

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