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S.B. - Stoney (feat. B.Water) Lyrics



S.B. - Stoney (feat. B.Water) Lyrics




I feel like I'm at the point where
I could be on floor ten
And you could be on floor ten
And I'd still be higher up than you

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry i been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

F*ck do you mean I'm not the best
It's clearly way too easy
Bitches come fast don't gotta ask
Her name in my phone as freebie
She didn't mean to get that freaky
She on a bean and she tweakin'
Bitch in my whip got no seatbelt,
Puerto rican
Suckin' me like it's Fiji

Next up home run, call me Mookie
That 70's, way I be groovin'
Scorsese, life like a movie
Stay in my scene no one can move me, uh
She lookin' good in that two piece up until
She give me all of that coochie, yeah
Nobody ever out do me, uh
Nobody ever out do me

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning, foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting, f*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Only thing I give a f*ck about now is the pink and green
Either die a hero or a villain ain't no in between
When they ask me why, say I did it for my momma
But I really do it for the rush from the commas
Maybe its all in my head maybe its nirvana
Thought I was the victim
Maybe Im the monster
Maybe its for the best, they better fear me
They say the money make you blind I'm seeing clearly
Is a man really a man with no love
He made me the man I am today sho'nuff
Nightmares its his face in my mirror
Run away but thats how he draw nearer
Why I laugh like this you think Im stoney
Im a fake ass bitch don't think you know me
I could be Alexander, I could be Jeffery Dahmer
I could be Genghis Khan, could be the Dali Lama
I could be Jim Jones, I could be Kurt Cobain
I could be Rumpelstiltskin, but you gon' know my name
Since a kid ain't nothing nice growing in the pain
My beats hot but its ice flowing through my veins
None of my, enemies, leave me, cold
Wonder if, anyone, would've ever known
Took a bitch who didn't take shit to set me free
You playing round bitch I play to be the MVP
I guess Im flattered when they say that they envy me
But I wouldn't even wish that on my enemies
The money, the power, I'm tryna get my own
I'm finna chop off yo head, I'm headed for the throne
I play the game no fear when I'm going under
Just be ready for the reign when you hear the thunder

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Roll up a billie
I'm at the party, you coming with me
Hold up a minute
Magic 8 ball we all gonna feel it

I bring the lightning already got
The 808 thunder
She want the pipe grab the yellow pages
Call that bitch a plumber

I got barred s's in my headspace
Smoke away my stresses when I'm chillin' up at Lev's place
Alexis Texas way I'm f*ckin' on my blonde maid
Only f*cking difference this bitch thicker than Beyoncé

And she gon' need some all state
Cause I leave that ass totaled
F*ck her at my moms place
I make her scream she yodel
Sorry I ain't see you busy
Sippin' dirty soda
Gotta get collected
Hit up Kumar buy some coca

And party till is over
Looking like a frat, mixing Kappa Patagonia
Keep my brim low, sorry mama never sober
I was born a lover been a dog since October
Yeah we talked last night but I'll still act like I don't know ya

That's the way it goes
That's just all I know
Swear I love my bros
But you not my bro
You don't want the smoke
You don't want the smoke
You don't want the smoke, nope
This shit ain't no joke

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Poster at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry i been too busy flexing

And I don't want her less she'll blow me
See me flexing in that all black I'm unholy
Vivid third eye, there ain't nothing you can show me
And if you're looking for me, I'll be chillin' getting stoney

And I don't want her less she'll blow me
See me flexing in that all black I'm unholy
Vivid third eye, there ain't nothing you can show me
And if you're looking for me, I'll be chillin' getting stoney
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I feel like I'm at the point where
I could be on floor ten
And you could be on floor ten
And I'd still be higher up than you

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry i been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

F*ck do you mean I'm not the best
It's clearly way too easy
Bitches come fast don't gotta ask
Her name in my phone as freebie
She didn't mean to get that freaky
She on a bean and she tweakin'
Bitch in my whip got no seatbelt,
Puerto rican
Suckin' me like it's Fiji

Next up home run, call me Mookie
That 70's, way I be groovin'
Scorsese, life like a movie
Stay in my scene no one can move me, uh
She lookin' good in that two piece up until
She give me all of that coochie, yeah
Nobody ever out do me, uh
Nobody ever out do me

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning, foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting, f*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Only thing I give a f*ck about now is the pink and green
Either die a hero or a villain ain't no in between
When they ask me why, say I did it for my momma
But I really do it for the rush from the commas
Maybe its all in my head maybe its nirvana
Thought I was the victim
Maybe Im the monster
Maybe its for the best, they better fear me
They say the money make you blind I'm seeing clearly
Is a man really a man with no love
He made me the man I am today sho'nuff
Nightmares its his face in my mirror
Run away but thats how he draw nearer
Why I laugh like this you think Im stoney
Im a fake ass bitch don't think you know me
I could be Alexander, I could be Jeffery Dahmer
I could be Genghis Khan, could be the Dali Lama
I could be Jim Jones, I could be Kurt Cobain
I could be Rumpelstiltskin, but you gon' know my name
Since a kid ain't nothing nice growing in the pain
My beats hot but its ice flowing through my veins
None of my, enemies, leave me, cold
Wonder if, anyone, would've ever known
Took a bitch who didn't take shit to set me free
You playing round bitch I play to be the MVP
I guess Im flattered when they say that they envy me
But I wouldn't even wish that on my enemies
The money, the power, I'm tryna get my own
I'm finna chop off yo head, I'm headed for the throne
I play the game no fear when I'm going under
Just be ready for the reign when you hear the thunder

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Roll up a billie
I'm at the party, you coming with me
Hold up a minute
Magic 8 ball we all gonna feel it

I bring the lightning already got
The 808 thunder
She want the pipe grab the yellow pages
Call that bitch a plumber

I got barred s's in my headspace
Smoke away my stresses when I'm chillin' up at Lev's place
Alexis Texas way I'm f*ckin' on my blonde maid
Only f*cking difference this bitch thicker than Beyoncé

And she gon' need some all state
Cause I leave that ass totaled
F*ck her at my moms place
I make her scream she yodel
Sorry I ain't see you busy
Sippin' dirty soda
Gotta get collected
Hit up Kumar buy some coca

And party till is over
Looking like a frat, mixing Kappa Patagonia
Keep my brim low, sorry mama never sober
I was born a lover been a dog since October
Yeah we talked last night but I'll still act like I don't know ya

That's the way it goes
That's just all I know
Swear I love my bros
But you not my bro
You don't want the smoke
You don't want the smoke
You don't want the smoke, nope
This shit ain't no joke

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Posted at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry I been too busy flexing

Lightning
Foot on the pedal I feel like McQueen
Exciting
F*ck with my money and you gonna bleed
Leave behind no trace but a jet stream
Poster at the bank but still can't check me
Nicotine up in my bloodstream
No time sorry i been too busy flexing

And I don't want her less she'll blow me
See me flexing in that all black I'm unholy
Vivid third eye, there ain't nothing you can show me
And if you're looking for me, I'll be chillin' getting stoney

And I don't want her less she'll blow me
See me flexing in that all black I'm unholy
Vivid third eye, there ain't nothing you can show me
And if you're looking for me, I'll be chillin' getting stoney
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Writer: Bruce Waters, Sean Benson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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S.B. - Stoney (feat. B.Water) Video
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Performed By: S.B.
Language: English
Length: 4:37
Written by: Bruce Waters, Sean Benson

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