[ Featuring Real Boston Richey ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Stunna
(Ayo, Flame, how you made this one, man?)
Stunna
BTM shit, nigga
Uh, ayy
Ridin' wit' some shit, I let it buss, I might just lose control
Brand new Supreme fit, color somethin' you put up your nose
Stunna heavy yammin' but I can take you where they get it sold
Ayy, ridin' through my hood, you stop to check in like we control the tolls
I'm used to gettin' shit up out the mud, so I don't want for shit
Call my main thing "baby girl" and all my hoes "bitch"
Got this baddie geeked up off the yak just like she Lil Crix
Better arch it right or get from 'round wit' all that movin' stiff
Uh, you'll second guess to pay what I be spendin' on a tee
Ain't no limit to this trickin', you could say I mastered P
All this stuntin, gettin' fly as f*ck, I do that casually
Oh, you think that this a game? I swing the stick like playin' Wii
I ain't worried 'bout no broke ho, ain't nothin' to get you built
Last week I flicked up wit' a hunnid like my name Wilt
You don't know that playin' both sides could damn near get you killed?
I don't listen to T.I., so you won't see me sendin' tips
Wanna see a jit ballin'? Check my 'Gram to sit courtside
BTM the gang, we shake our hands and get our fingers tied
Youngest turnt niggas out the city, they know not to try
She say, "Stunna man, you is that boy," I said, "You never lied"
Ridin' wit' some shit, I let it buss, I might just lose control
Brand new Supreme fit, color somethin' you put up your nose
Stunna heavy yammin' but I can take you where they get it sold
Ridin' through my hood, you stop to check in like we control the tolls
I'm used to gettin' shit up out the mud, so I don't want for shit
Call my main thing "baby girl" and all my hoes "bitch"
Got this baddie geeked up off the yak just like she Lil Crix
Better arch it right or get from 'round wit' all that movin' stiff
Yeah, yeah
Half of these pussy-ass niggas wrong, I came up trappin' marijuana
I don't even f*ck with these cap-ass rap niggas
Came up trappin', nigga, thats a honor
Disrespectful, bitch play with me, I'ma spit on a bitch like a f*ckin' llama
Better go buy the bitch a watch or chain, ain't buyin' no f*ckin' bundles
Nigga, I bought the winter, spring and fall, ain't waitin' on f*ckin' summer
Might go get my bitch from Miami pregnant and name my baby Summer
Bitch know I like big ol' trucks, I might just come through H2 Hummer
Too piped up, got a hundred thousand cash in the Goyard, on my mama
Richey
Ridin' wit' some shit, I let it buss, I might just lose control
Brand new Supreme fit, color somethin' you put up your nose
Stunna heavy yammin' but I can take you where they get it sold
Ridin' through my hood, you stop to check in like we control the tolls
I'm used to gettin' shit up out the mud, so I don't want for shit
Call my main thing "baby girl" and all my hoes "bitch"
Got this baddie geeked up off the yak just like she Lil Crix
Better arch it right or get from 'round wit' all that movin' stiff
