Vé317 - Stick Up lyrics

[Intro] (Talk about k**in' me Richie) Talk about Vé though [Verse 1] Just last week it was all straight 'Til I got fired from my job on my off day Got into a fight with a gangster, I got called gay Mad cause my accent hot pink, outfit all gray When I told your girl I don't drink, she said aw Vé Then I had her grand slammed off of Grand Marnier Fancy little bottle shape and she model out of state I was 'bout to leave on second thought, I guess I ought-a stay Eighty-seven thousand six hundred hours I been recording I just wanna be free amongst the sea like I was Doris I walk my raps in the trap and get caught in a vicious chorus Get your core snapped off a horseback, y'all better switch my porridge Cause I'm too hot in tube socks, got docks on speed dial Place myself amongst the best, I'm the GOAT like rebound Who the best and who is next? I don't care, it's me now From underrated to most sophisticated you see now [Hook](repeat 2x) One two, three four. Vé317 is at your front door Get off your booty cheeks, baby get up Put yo' hands in the air, it's a stick up [Verse 2] Caught a double homi with twin mommies from 'round the way My ex chick got two sons, I'm glad it wasn't Vé Read through my old yearbook, everyone thought I'd be a star Well, I am. I sh** on the moon and I pee on Mars Old rich white man said "sir, can I see your art?" "Yeah, you can but you ain't 'bout to package me like Bruno Mars!" I'm too masculine, my flow javelin through your heart Better guard your daughter when I'm traveling Space time traveling, bikinis unraveling But I cover my eyes, I'm married to Amy Wine And that's in my afterlife And after life then there's Christ And after Christ, then there's what? Why you lookin' so sus? I hope you smart in yo' head. Clappin' yo bu*t ain't enough Black fist on my necklace, no going to the back of the bus I know you hate all my pride, but being black is a must I'm at yo' back door with an AK, ski-mast and some gloves I'm like [Hook](repeat 2x)