[Intro: Richie Stackin]

Stitches, we gon' have to get 'em, these boys bitch made, Richie Stackin and Stitches, Florida boys in the house, we killin' all you bitch made, they hatin', man, keep stack

[Hook: Stitches]

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

Pussy, you is a pussy

When you walk by me, I smell some pussy

I let my gun do the talkin'

Fuck with me, you ain't gon' be walkin'

[Verse 1: Richie Stackin]

Ain't nothin' but a bunch of bitches

I'm chillin' with my dog Stitches

We in the Rolls Royce talkin' business

Bunch of bitches, takin' pictures

Brick in yo face, got em itchin'

El Cubano, flippin' chickens

Talk shit, leave ya ass missin'

Bring the whole toast, bring the whole kitchen

Florida boy got ammunition

Bustin' out that expedition

Lil mama send a text message

I told the bitch, hold on a second

Hundred carats all in my necklace

Got my codeine straight from Texas

Three blunts, that's just for breakfast

Weed game, I'm well connected

Got a condo with a fish tank

Yo boy got that big bank

I'm all about my Ben Frank's

Blowin' up, Hussein

Shoot down ya plane like Ukraine

You bitch made, what you sayin'?

I ride the track like two trains

My dog love sellin' cocaine

(I LOVE SELLIN' BLOW!!!!!!!!!)

[Hook: Stitches]

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

Pussy, you is a pussy

When you walk by me, I smell some pussy

I let my gun do the talkin'

Fuck with me, you ain't gon' be walkin'

[Verse 2: Stitches]

My best friend is my strap, fuck with me and you get clapped

My name is Stitches, you know that, I sell cocaine and crack

My name be up in the stats, cocaine fly through the map

My name should be "Crack", yo re-rock is wack

I'm in love with cocaine (Straight up!)

I'm in love with my rifle (And I'll shoot you!)

They say, "That boy Stitches a psycho"

My bitches naked when they baggin' up

Ain't no hoes gon' steal from us

TMI Gang, my family, all my niggas will die for me

I supply cocaine in the streets, and I merk these beats

[Hook: Stitches]

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

You bitch made, talkin' shit behind my back

You bitch made, you gon' talk to my strap

Pussy, you is a pussy

When you walk by me, I smell some pussy

I let my gun do the talkin'

Fuck with me, you ain't gon' be walkin'