I'm a real big stunna put an eighth in my blunt
I'm a real big stunna got that drank in my cup
I'm a real big stunna at the party turn it up
I'm a real big stunna I can't f*ck around with these punks
I'm a real big stunna put an eighth in my blunt
I'm a real big stunna got that drank in my cup
I'm a real big stunna at the party turn it up
I'm a real big stunna I can't f*ck around with these punks
Smoke a lot of gas I'm just puffing on the octane
Count a lot of paper gotta cut need a band-aid
He ain't get no money I suggest he go get band-aid
All you fakes get out my pockets that's a mandate
Swerve the car right off the road I drink and drive I whip the boat
I got so wet my wrist it froze
Fool you dripping yeah I know
Count the bread I can't go broke
I toss it like some pizza dough I whip it up right on the stove
This ain't crack it's filet mignon
Look at the thangs we on I'm a zombie call me Rob
Off a Percocet I'm feeling fine I'm feeling raw
I'm swimming with the sharks like I'm on the cast of Jaws
Bitch you gotta play your part you gotta play your cards
Like I'm Mikki Mase I'm looking for the face
I count a lot of money like I'm Andrew Tate
Whipping foreign cars you can see the stars
Got so high off them bars I almost just went to Mars
I'm a real big stunna put an eighth in my blunt
I'm a real big stunna got that drank in my cup
I'm a real big stunna at the party turn it up
I'm a real big stunna I can't f*ck around with these punks
I'm a real big stunna put an eighth in my blunt
I'm a real big stunna got that drank in my cup
I'm a real big stunna at the party turn it up
I'm a real big stunna I can't f*ck around with these punks