Lyrical Breakdown of STAIN (FEAT. SKI MASK THE SLUMPGOD & SMOKEPURPP) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Ridin' 'round the block with a stick
Uh
It's too early
Yeah
But y'all gotta fight through
I got a dollar bill for you, man (Yeah, ayy)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Chains loud, ayy
Wrist on Emmett Till, yeah (Wrist on Emmett)
Ridin' 'round the block with a stick, yeah (Rraow, rraow, rraow)
Young nigga pop a few pills, yeah (Rraow, rraow, rraow)
Young nigga do a few drugs, yeah (Do it for the drill)
I like white hoes, Emmett Till (White hoes timid)
I got one for the clique (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fuckin' on a dope white woman, Emmett Till
Look at my wrist, walk, walk, wrist tilt
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Kill, Bill, yeah
Fuck nigga, you a stain
Lil Xen, looking like I just came out a wasp's nest
Take stains, make it rain, blang thang
With that motherfucker sitting on his right hip, ayy
Bitch, look at my pockets
Look at it, look at it, look at that profit
Money getter, I'ma get it all
Find a slut, I slid up in the cunt
Drop top whippin' with your bitch
Bendin' corners in a '95 Bimmer (In a Bimmer)
Top crop, panties gettin' dropped
And her mouth full of cock, I feed her (I feed her)
She wasn't ready (Nah)
Bust like confetti, all on her titties
Whippin' a foreign, this ain't no Chevy
Bitch, my gas unleaded (My gas unleaded)
(Oh shit)
Yeah, ridin' 'round town with a, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wrist on Emmett Till, yeah (Wrist on Emmett)
Ridin' 'round the block with a stick, yeah (Rraow, rraow, rraow)
Young nigga pop a few pills, yeah (Rraow, rraow, rraow)
Young nigga do a few drugs, yeah (Do it for the drill)
I like white hoes, Emmett Till (White hoes timid)
I got one for the clique (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fuckin' on a dope white woman, Emmett Till
Look at my wrist, walk, walk, wrist tilt
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Lil Bill, Kill Bill
'Preme shorts on me, Purpp smokin' on ew
Look at my shorts, Kill, Bill