Caliyon - Stickpage Lyrics

Like it's Stickpage, bitch, finna get him gone
Drape Evisu on my body, sipping on Patrón
Copping closets of designer, head to Gucci-toe
All these haters talking shit, but I'ma prove 'em wrong
Shawty stay at college, she give academic dome
Yeah, she give me knowledge like she was Rosetta Stone
Whipping like I got no mileage on them Cali roads
That boy botting all his streams, he a lame ho

Pick her up in the coupe, that's your main ho
Swerving Miracle Whip, gave her mayo
And the choppa eat him up like Alfredo
Sending Big Bullet Bills, it's a K.O.
Black Ops 2, I be on that Green Run
I be whipping Benz, you be driving Kia
Finna smash on your thot, then I leave her
I be one in a million, Aaliyah
Yeah, my neck drip like Coco Keys, yeah
Exotic whip, I don't even need a key, yeah
Sipping Rosé, I ain't talking Lisa
Looking at your life I wouldn't wanna be ya

Like it's Stick Page, bitch, finna get him gone
Drape Evisu on my body, sipping on Patrón
Copping closets of designer, head to Gucci toe
All these haters talking shit, but I'ma prove 'em wrong
Shawty stay at college, she give academic dome
Yeah, she give me knowledge like she was Rosetta Stone
Whipping like I got no milage on them Cali roads
That boy botting all his streams, he a lame ho

(Yeah) I be sipping slow, yeah
Living with the bros, yeah, bounty on my own head
The choppa singing, Caliyona Grande
Bullets eat him like a Teddy Graham (Never been enough)
Your shawty took too many pills, yeah
Rolling up that Dro 'til my face stiff, yeah
Molly at the venue (Oh)
Like, f*ck they gonna do about it? I be money running, yeah
Shooting Uzis like they Murder Drones, they be running, yeah
I be sipping pink, sipping Darling in the FranXX
Got your shawty hypnotized with the diamonds on my hands
Like, I don't want that old bitch, she lying again
Rather hang with homies and go fly to Japan
You only know the old me, so don't try me again
Back then I was losing, now I am the man (Oh)