Stunna

[Intro: Sample & Rome Streetz]

This guy's killed before!

It was too easy for him

Yeah

We in this bitch

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]

Yeah, bitch, ain't shit changed

Pockets stayin' full of hunnids (Uh-huh)

Keep the steel by the stomach

Diamond grill, I'm a stunna; if she trill, I'ma fuck her (Yeah)

Thousand pills to the runner

Countin' bills when I wanna, plenty mils I'ma run up

Dressed to kill, I'm a gunner

Slime for real, never rat on my brothers (Nah)

Drop the work in the bubbles

In the Murder Mitt', I'm with Boldy and Double (Uh-huh)

Grand theft auto was lit

Now I'm rollin' legit in that Hellcat with all of the muscles (Skrrt)

Two hunnid on the dashboard

If your song come on, we fast-forward (Y'all niggas trash!)

Whoеver let you in the studio should gеt shot, recordin' that trash noise

Leveled up, now my wrist glittery (Bling!)

All of the haters in misery

I skate in a Benz with all the amenities

None of these niggas ain't lit as me (Nah)

On the road to riches, got a blick

A brick and your bitch in the middle seat (What else?)

You ballin', but that shit little league; my shit lit out in Italy

Started off with a slice

But I always had a plot to get a bigger piece (Uh-huh)

Got my hands on a pie

Lettin' zips fly, I had a trap in the east, gettin' cash

My eyes only recognize dollar signs

I'm addicted to the bag (Money)

Slow down? Nah, bitch, I'm livin' fast

Blowin' rounds, big blicky in the stash (Bah! Bah!)

[Verse 2: Double Dee & Boldy James]

Yeah, gang, money long as the L train (Cheeewm)

Two tears in a bucket, fuck it

I'm who taught 'em how to hustle; they was ballin' on a budget

I was servin' all the cluckers

Thirty-pointers in my Buffies (Buffies)

Rollie, cuttin' up in traffic (Yeah)

Boldy bustin' up a Backy, up the strig, I don't trust it (I don't)

Hunnid bands in my luggage

Got the guns and the butter (Uh); little man, did I stutter?

Stuntman in a Hummer, poppin' bands with my brother

One hand wash the other (Uh-uh)

In the trap with the takers; red rag on a thumper

Put a tag on his taper

Rumble Pak on a Drac-y, head-top you with the caker (Drr-r-rt)

Yeah, hoe, clip long as my elbow, stuck to me like Velcro

When the chair roll, got the TEC with the air holes

Leave you stiff as a scarecrow (Yeah)

Pumpin' big blow; now we fronted your distro

Cuban doin' the disco (Yeah)

Money Mitch flow; your bitch love how my wrist glow

Tricky dance moves, no Sisqo

Never froze or had cold feet; pullin' all-nighters, gettin' no sleep

Play with gang, you know I'm gon' tweak

Shout to Rome Streetz, it's been a long week

Sold a hundred lil' Bo-Peeps, now it's twenty bad bitches on fleek

Got me kickin' up chickens with no grease (What else?)

[Verse 3: Boldy James]

Yeah, it's true; everything that I say, I do

Really am who I say I'm is (Yeah, uh-huh)

Really play with strigs, Sig Sauers and katydids (Bah)

Growin' up, we was Bebe's Kids

Duckin' ATF (Ay) and the task, the way we live

Catch a strap, they gon' say it's his

I'ma say it's not; if they run in and raid the spot

Pop up on you, this ain't a quiz (Uh-uh)

Jammin' rock like a Jamaican kid

Either break bread, or we gon' break a rib (Cha-ching)

Sippin' syrup out in Mapleridge

Got my piss purple when I take a whiz (Pour up)

Pourin' up lean, all the dope that I touch clean

Dropping red thicker than some duck sauce (Straight drop)

Niggas in the ghetto playin' dirty with the wop

Chasin' all the clucks off

Seven-sixin' in the Drug Zone

Servin' custos, duckin' jumpoffs (Blockworks)

All them bitches speakin' down on the Jones

Left them bitches with the yuckmouth (Ugh)

Ducked off in the spig

Off of G-Rear, countin' up a hun' bun (Sk-skrrt)

Niggas know not to call the Batphone

If it ain't about the mon-ion (Hello?)

Stick up, playin' field hockey

Know these niggas wanna killshot me

Spend twenty, get sixty back

Hunnid-fifty racks, that's a real profit

You ain't never did a ninety-ball off the Tylenol

Havin' tunnel vision (Never touched that)

Everything is all paper, all scratch, all skrilla

'Specially when you run with killas

[Outro: Boldy James]

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