Stunt

Chief Keef, Zaytoven

Yeah, yeah fours, sixes, deuces and fifties Balanos, Forgis, thirty-fours, you trippin' Eight TVs ashantis Ferraris, Bugattis, Mercelagos, Lambs Ayy, ayy, ayy 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 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 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

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