Stunt

[Intro: Chief Keef]

Yeah, yeah

Fours, sixes, deuces and fifties

Balanos, Forgis, thirty-fours, you trippin'

Eight TVs ashantis

Ferraris, Bugattis, Mercelagos, Lambs

Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]

Now I'm always spending, these bitches always grinning

If I send my youngins at ya then I gave your ass a fifty

If I send DooWopski at ya then he gave your ass a sixty

Put ya forehead in yo ass and leave your face plastered in pictures

I'm ridin' on Mounting Rushmore's, I'm rich like Richie Richie

You ain't gonna kick it? hold on, hold on, ho, get busy

Want my brodie bridges when I stole them Honda Civics

Now my crib like a museum and these bitches come to visit, ayy

Rolling Loud in LA because I can't go to London

I am from the Midwest but this bitch say I sound country

Say she gettin' money so we 'bout to have a contest

If you get more money, baby, congrats on your success

You better wear a hardhat 'cause these niggas out here stuntin'

Say her aspiration was to tour around the country

Try to get some money, honey, not on me, lil' ugly

I stunt all through the winter and I ball out when it's sunny

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

I'ma stunt this summer, I'ma roll me a 'Wood and stunt in front ya

Post on your block cut the trunk up, homie, yeah

'Bout to stunt on 'em, homie, yeah

I'ma stunt this summer, I'ma roll me a 'Wood and stunt in front ya

Post on your block cut the trunk up, homie, yeah

'Bout to stunt on 'em, homie

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]

Ferraris and Ferraris but you know nothin' 'bout it

You still stuck in the projects with no money in yo' pocket

I seen you at the yachty, you still ain't got no car yet?

You finally sent your homeboy car, man, that shit crazy

Man, that's some deep shit, so I'ma say some weak shit

This bitch pussy so deep, like a Chicago deep dish

Bitches in the Lambs, bitches in the 'Raris

Gang off the dope and bitches off the molly

Bitches in the lobby, we kickin' just like sake

I pull up Kawasaki-saki, Benihana, Hibachi

Sosa, Sosa, Sosa, call me Sosa DiBiase

Million Dollar Man, call me Sosa Lamborushi

Porsche 9-11 or the M6-50 rocket

All this fuckin' money, I'ma need like fifty pockets

Porsche 9-11 or the M6-50 rocket

So many rockets, don't make me shoot your partner, partner