Stick Up Philthy Rich (Ft. Shoreline Mafia)

[Intro]
Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up
Ron-Ron do that shit

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
You ain't got it how you say you got it (Got that shit)
You ain't poppin' how you say you poppin' (Poppin' shit)
You ain't livin' all that shit you talkin' (All that shit you talkin')
Say you ballin', I don't see you shoppin' (I don't see you shoppin')
Long nights, baby, get that money (Get that money)
Get that bag, then you gon' bring it to me (Bring it to me)
I put dick up in your bitch's tummy (Bitch's tummy)
This a stick-up, nigga, give it to me (Give it to me)

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Twenty bands, I ran through that (I ran through that)
Fifty thousand, yeah, I blew that (Yeah, I blew that)
Me and Philthy countin' new racks
OTX, FOD, bitch, you knew that (Ayy)
OTX, FOD, servin' whole thangs
I ain't really into talkin' 'less it's cocaine ('Less it's cocaine)
Ain't no halves if you shoppin', buy the whole thang
I broke a bitch and I ain't even know the ho name (The ho name)
How you wanna do it? Show me how you trippin' (Trippin')
I'm a baller and you not, these bitches know the difference (Know the difference)
I put Gucci on my socks and all my Bape is vintage (Bape is vintage)
I just bought it off the lot, you niggas pay for renting (Pay for renting)
You niggas broke, my niggas not, I swear we hate pretendin' (Hate pretendin')
I pour a four then watch it drop, I know I'm drank addicted (Drank addicted)
I been ballin' like I'm Kobe, poppin' pain prescriptions (Ballin')
Two liter, copped some Wock' then dropped an eight up in it (Ayy, ayy)