Stockton (feat. SNICKS & Mannyman)

(Reuel stop playing with these niggas) Yeah I get money juss to talk shit Left pocket all blues nigga that's that dog shit Call big homie he real crip Pull up with the choppas in all black we like the seal 6 All my niggas yeah we real rich Money keep on flowin in and nigga it ain't stoppin Call the plug the mailman i assist him like i'm Stockton Down bad for a year but now we T'D up and we locked in Get the bag and ship it off it's flying like a rocket Ain't no stoppin it All my niggas shoot from deep we like Stojakovic I ain't appreciate her tone so i juss bought the bitch Ballin like Lamelo i juss hoop without the pick Safari jeans on my mcqueens i drip without the ricks Blessings comin from grandma ain't no one who stoppin this We spin the block then wet it up like we was locking it 1 of 1 Safari Turtle I was rockin it Used to beat her doomies down but now im blockin it I was koolin with Polo and he dirtied up the fanta Different flavors with the bitches call it tropicana Slimey lil bitch i met that hoe out in atlanta She sat up on my lap i bought her gifts But i ain't santa Noo Smokin backwoods Smokin all deez backwoods pray to god i don't get cancer What And when i'm in the booth When i'm in the booth i speak the truth cuz i got passion Diamonds on my wrist and swear they keep on dancin If niggas want the static Like Ai I got the answers I get money juss to talk shit Left pocket all blues nigga that's that dog shit Call big homie he real crip Pull up with the choppas in all black we like the seal 6 All my niggas yeah we real rich Money keep on flowin in and nigga it ain't stoppin Call the plug the mailman i assist him like i'm Stockton Down bad for a year but now we T'D up and we locked in Tryna play like i ain't the hottest Kick shit like karate Niggas hating on me prolly I mix 3 up in that jolly Run up 33 like Scottie Juss holla yo if you gotti Stacking too much money nigga i ain't goin to no party Why you acting funny prolly why you ain't got no body He get filet mignon i keep sticks nigga jus like Hibachi Juss like nike i don't rock Huarache She ain't like me, but she still up on me Call me Toolz, Man of steel and i keep that steel up on me Same nigga i'm still here Fake niggas switched up on me And i did it for my team I ain't got no big homie Pull up with that shit on me Nigga keep that stick on me Self made young niggas we don't need no big homies Vip don't pat us down walking with the blick on me Keep it too legit only Pussy don't get flipped homie Too official we the wave so i got the drip on me Grind for everything I got i had to take a risk for it Take a trip for it Bad lil foreign had to get the bitch imported So she know i'm too important I get money juss to talk shit Left pocket all blues nigga that's that dog shit Call big homie he real crip Pull up with the choppas in all black we like the seal 6 All my niggas yeah we real rich Money keep on flowin in and nigga it ain't stoppin Call the plug the mailman i assist him like i'm Stockton Down bad for a year but now we T'D up and we locked in