Sticky situations, I ain't ever lookin' back If the music don't work, then I'm headin' to the trap Lap after lap, making rack after rack Gelato 41 and we got Cookies by the pack I can't teach you 'bout no bank cards (no) I can take you 'round the block and show you trap yards I used to trap for some jewels and some mad cars Now I'm diggin' right, stackin' for some fat yards I was thrown in the deep end, no life guards No olders, just me and this brick, when I trapped hard Me and B Star in the German when we drive past Most these niggas in the station turn to pop stars Jakes hate me, 'cause they dunno where my drops are Silly amount of money that I made from this lyca TT grub, had the kitties saying 5 stars What you need, what you want? Yeah, I got darg And I was raised in the mud, but now I in the trap Flippin' racks and investing P's into nugs Hella man talk trap with no plugs We grind for this cash, not love Tell my b***h I need trust, not hugs Sticky situations, I ain't ever lookin' back If the music don't work, then I'm headin' to the trap Lap after lap, making rack after rack Gelato 41 and we got Cookies by the pack Sticky situations, I ain't ever lookin' back If the music don't work, then I'm headin' to the trap Lap after lap, making rack after rack Gelato 41 and we got Cookies by the pack My b***h asked me, "When can we go and eat?" I said "Chill, I'm waiting on a key" I ain't talking keys to a flat I'm talking 'bout the keys, that I push in the trap Plug knows, I don't holla for no bits His phone only rings when I want a couple bricks I pay cash, I don't consign shit I give it to my youngers they go ham on the strip I just wanna live lavish Sipping Henny in my palace Country Dons, my team be the maddest Q to a brick, I went hard on this strip That's why there's 32 on my wrist Real thugs know me, I ain't a joke G Don't make me dig it up and get all s**key If I bring, Cartel and Don, you're getting poked G 12 on the jacket, I'm always in the latest fashion Sticky situations, I ain't ever lookin' back If the music don't work, then I'm headin' to the trap Lap after lap, making rack after rack Gelato 41 and we got Cookies by the pack Sticky situations, I ain't ever lookin' back If the music don't work, then I'm headin' to the trap Lap after lap, making rack after rack Gelato 41 and we got Cookies by the pack Ay, all my niggas ballers but this ain't no footy match If I catch that nigga slippin', we gon' dip him in his back Might grab man, I slide quick, beat then I dash They don't come my size 'Cause they know we're coming back Ay, let me tell you ay, yo f**k it Let me show you something Yo I need a plug, tick me some grub And I won't owe you nothing Roll and bun him Snapchat their location, then they're skating Cah they know we're coming B*****s want my baby, man you crazy BB only f****ng Thotiana want my dollar, tell her bust it down Weren't here from the come up, but they love me now I gotta bounce, shit call the banker, I be in and out Ain't talkin' 'bout a grinder when I tell bro get his spinner out If you won't bang for me, no way you can hang with me Been a gally since the days they were pinging off my Blackberry And I'll ride out for my family Reload on that salad cream, I got rocket, in my pocket That will send man to the galaxy