[Intro: Harry Potta Wit Da Stick]
What's up man im back man
You already know Mr lavioso
Kick this shit off right


[Hook: Harry Potta Wit Da Stick]
Ima cold stone (what)
Carry sticks like a (what)
Rode wave street (what)
OKC I bring the (ok)
Laying pipe ima (ok)
My shawty hot like the (ok)
We slide of in that (skrr)
You ain’t got it you a
Ima cold stone stunner (316)
Carry sticks like a drummer (blllll)
Rod wave street runner
Like OKC I bring the thunder
Laying pipe ima plumber
My shawty hot
Like the summer (Rae)
We slide off in that hummer (skrr)
You ain’t really got it
You a fronter (he ain’t got it)

[Verse 1: Harry Potta Wit Da Stick]
You prentda (pretenda)
You beginner (beginner)
You copy cat (pussy)
You a printer
You niggas rats master splinter
Bout my money bread winner
Flow cold like the winter
And this just the beginning
You know a young nigga winning
Sorry Jesus Christ for sinning
Let me start by saying this
I don’t mean to cocky
I’m the mutha fuckn best (no doubt)
Ain’t no muthafuckn probably
Betta check the fuckn stats (check em)
I’m scoring goals like ice hockey
I’m good on everything
I’m the sauce no teriyaki ( no cap)
Shout out to Mari (Mari)
Never sorry playing 2k not Atari
They tryna us like safari
But we slide off in that rari (skrr)
We slide on squares you niggas sorry
Y’all push petals we riding Harley’s
Met a bit named Miranda but she didn’t know icarly
What’s the facts
Tell me where we at do we need the straps
We totin packs
This shit hits so good you might get a heart attack
Now boy relax
B4 I grab the Mac and get yo ass cracked
Put you on a plaque
Now we in all black carrying 4’s like Dak
Now I lost mind
Carry the stick like I’m blind
1 present 1 assigned
Your not that guy ( carter man)
Always talking on the net
Until it’s time to come outside (pussy)
Don’t cross that line
Cause ill aim at your 4
And let off 5 out the 9
Get yo egg fried
With a side of hash browns
And some crispy ass fuckn swine
Nigga don’t play I’ll ruin ya day
Taurus some shit like it’s may
You betta fuckin pray
My niggas stay Baggin shit
Like we work for Frito lay
What a cliché like a buffet
I'm your girls favorite entree (eat me up)
Foul on the play
Really bout my chicken
Like I work for Chick-fil-A
Nigga wassup tell me what’s good
609 Brookside that’s my hood (Brookside)
I hope you understood
Rolling backwoods
Balling out like I’m on the hardwood (yessir)
Feeling like Calvin “Cambridge”
Driving foreigns “ lane switch”
Bout my money “get rich”
Rip juice “ya dig”

[Hook: Harry Potta Wit Da Stick]
Ima cold stone (what)
Carry sticks like a (what)
Rode wave street (what)
OKC I bring the (ok)
Laying pipe ima (ok)
My shawty hot like the (ok)
We slide of in that (skrr)
You ain’t got it you a
Ima cold stone stunner (316)
Carry sticks like a drummer (blllll)
Rod wave street runner
Like OKC I bring the thunder
Laying pipe ima plumber
My shawty hot
Like the summer (Rae)
We slide off in that hummer (skrr)
You ain’t really got it
You a fronter (he ain’t got it)