Dababy - STICKED UP lyrics

[Intro: DaBaby] (Uzoma, come here) Oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah Oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah Oh-oh, oh, oh-yeah fu*k it up Ayy look [Verse 1: DaBaby] fu*k sh*t, I'm not havin' that, nah Can't see these fu*k ni**as, cataracts I'm sh*ttin' (Brr), imagine that Please don't trip on her, you can have her back Real ni**a stand on all ten toes When nobody got your back, you better have a back If I don't got a damn thing, I better got a strap Swervin' my Mercedes Benz like the b*tch a Cadillac ni**a I'm [Chorus: DaBaby] Blicked up, sticked up Blicked up, sticked up Blicked up, sticked up (Let's go) Blicked up, yeah [Verse 2: DaBaby] Sometimes I don't gotta speak (Uh-huh) Somеtimes she just pull out and eat (Lеt's go) Ooh, you a whole lotta freak (Ooh-ooh) You my boo, hit my phone, I won't cheat (Ooh-ooh) Type of pussy make you go to jail Okay, how much my bond? That sh*t cheap (sh*t cheap) Pick me up from my side when I'm free (Uh-huh) They love pussy, that mine, that sh*t me (sh*t me) I sit back and roll up, watch her spit on it Got a ni**a ready to bet on it She ain't puttin' that sh*t on me Got a ni**a doin' extra sh*t Like the lil' lamest b*tch right here She got some game, it fu*ked me up I had to go run it with big homie Like oh, g, why I like it so much? Why her pussy so tight when we fu*k? Look her dead in the eyes "b*tch, you gon' be my wifey or what?" She say "No-oh" (Ha-ha-ha) Damn, that's fu*ked up But fu*k it, I'm [Chorus: DaBaby & 21 Savage] Sticked up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Blicked up, sticked up (Yeah) Blicked up (Yeah), sticked up (Yeah, yeah, b*tch I'm) Blicked up (Yeah, thuggin', I'm, huh?) Sticked up (Yeah, yeah), blicked up (Boom) Sticked up (Yeah), blicked up (Let's go) Sticked up (21) [Verse 3: 21 Savage] Chop in the back and it came with a scope People took from me, I gave them the most You ni**a small fries, I got a coupon Mention my name and it come with free smoke You wanna slide, I show you the ropes Bring you some gloves, but don't bring your phone Tell your b*tch that you might not make it home Honor for your actions, ni**a, we grown Blicked up (21), everywhere I go, I got it felt up (21) All the hotboxes we done pilled up (21) Plenty times ni**a could've killed us (21) Shot me six times, I ain't b*tch up (21) Stood toe-to-toe with the best of 'em (21) FN bullets for the rest of 'em (21) She been on my mind, let me text her (21) ni**as wanna cuff, arrest her (21) Still daydream how I sext her (21) That pussy just get wetter (21) Get you out your panties, I'm clever (21) When it come to pretty women, got several (On God) I'm in Bottega buyin' leather (On God) Sticks up like I got a vendetta (On God) Keep a chopper 'cause it guard my cheddar (On God) [Outro] That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby