#1 Stunna

[Intro]

Black Market, Black bottoms

Young Rezio, you heard? (Made back music)

Black Market, Black bottoms

Young Rezio, you heard? (Made back music)

Black Market, Black bottoms

Black Market, Black bottoms

Black Market, Black bottoms

Young Rezio, you heard? (Made back music)

[Verse 1]

Chain swinging on me every time I walk through

Black Ts bodyguards for your lawsuits

At the office bitches walking through and

Oak one six clips in the carpool

Real bosses get money and we never beat

We drop a bag and we let the killers clip freeze

Am talking money, we go bust down the Buhdahcon

I know the chef, I got them cooking up they two for one

How they got another wire nigga, street ready for me

Got them back on fire nigga, net worth through the roof, now we in the stocks

Never limb champs for their bandage these bitches on the block

Third generation hustle and I'm proud on

Smile looking at the stash, it's pile high

Go and get your mamma house, not a stunt nigga

Cost me a quarter mil to live every month nigga

Flashbacks of a dough seen, purple frozen cuts

Talking heavy Codeine, how am balling back in '03

Sitting on gold days, where them yo seen

I got a chopper, fuck the police

Chopping on the black market, yeah that boy a beast

I charge them extra for the air lift

Had to put the elevators in the last crib

Weighed Nassa for my niggas at the mansion

Weighed Nassa for the Muslims at the mansion

[Outro]

Shout out to all my niggas man

Pray for passion, huh uh