Stick Up Young Thug

[Intro]
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)

[Chorus]
Bitch, this a stick up
I got my bricks up
Knockin' her walls loose
Just like a speaker
I'm with the dawgs too
We doin' pickups
Shootin' your blocks up
Yeah, that's real love
Yeah, that's real love
That be that real love
That's, that's real love
This is just real love

[Post-Chorus]
All these god damn thots on me
I got tattoos from my hairline to my knees
Do it triller
This is real love
This is real love
This be that real love
He gon' shoot at pussy niggas on his knees
Rollin' over in the grass like the army
Big Balencis on my ass cost a monte
I been gettin' lots of cheese like I'm Parmesan
I attend a party rockstars in front of me
Rose feet GLE do the dash, baby, call me