Lyrics Stick By My Side 2 - Clever , NLE Choppa

(Karltin)
Cook this up (Cook this up)

God as my witness, I just caught a bond
I should probably wear a vest for all the stress I'm under
But shawty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die, yeah
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die
Shawty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side, yeah (By my side)
Tired of fighting charges, swiping cards, yeah (Yeah, huh?)
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die, yeah (Yeah)

Ayy, rich 'til the death of me
I got this bitch on the left of me
Hope he don't think about touchin' me (Grr, grr)
I'ma send him up, wherever the Heavens be
Choppa got as big as Heavy D, I tote a felony
And I'm a felon, no jail and I'm bailin' niggas, they be tellin' on me
(Niggas, they be tellin' on me)
Give me a brick, I'ma sell it, like I was tryna build a house
Just give me the key
(Give me the key)
I hit the block with a stick on my side
We in the Hellcat but we ain't got tags (Skrr, skrr, skrr, grr)
This a steamer, lads, we got a beamer, it's on my finger
I burnt up the Jag'
(Ayy, I burnt up the Jag')
You think it's a game? We make niggas lag
Like they Wi-Fi bad, I call my case (I caught my case)
Lookin' for opps like a shopper (Grr)
I seen 'em and drop 'em (Grr, grr, grr)
Get the boy a grocery bag, nigga

God as my witness, I just caught a bond
(Top Shotta, Top Shotta, Top Shotta)
(Top Shotta, Top Shotta, Top Shotta)
I should probably wear a vest for all the stress I'm under
But shawty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I-

Ayy, rich 'til the death of me
I got this bitch to the left of me, nothin' to play with
They tell me your word is your bond
But I might catch a bond if I don't say shit
Bitch, I'm baptized in the money
Just tell them bitches, it's stupid to cross me
First they had me sittin' in a box
And now we sittin' in them box seats
With the karats on me like it's Easter
The stick by my side in the back of the Ghost
Them bitch on my cell like crack on the coast
It's nothin', I scrape it like black on the toast
They never sleepin' on their right
I got so tired of sleepin' on the right
I might catch a split if I don't go bananas so fuck it
I ain't goin' back, swear to-

God as my witness, I just caught a bond
I should probably wear a vest for all the stress I'm under
But shawty never scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch I'm rich 'til I die, yeah