Lyrics Stunna - Sangstaa , Marco Luka

My bad, I'm falling down
Called my phone, saying that she want me on her
Can't lack, I'm runnin' down
Baby want me bad, I'm a goner
For the summer, runnin' from her
Know you wanna, want the drama
I make it hot like a sauna
Told me she chasin' Nirvana
I make her sing like Madonna
Baby you know I'm a stunna
She a beauty but she all 'bout that cash
Like to whip the Zonda, give a fuck if she crash
Cutie with the booty but a fiend for the bag
And she only rock designer, double G's on the tag
I got two hundred on dash
I'm flippin', I'm thumbing through all of my racks
I feelin' like I'm Venom, I'm rocking all black
Yeah, speed in the Phantom, I ain't lookin' back
Hold up
I'm ballin' hard but you out for the season
I'm 'bout my money you flex for no reason
I'm ballin' hard but I make it look easy
I shoot my shot and they can't make
It evenBust down, bust down, dummy, yeah
Ice on hypotermia
On the bed, she tummy, up
I make that girl love me, yeah
She don't come over to see me
This shit ain't got no meaning
Baby, you don't make it easy
Told me she can't catch no feelings
My bad, I'm falling down
Called my phone, saying that she want me on her
Can't lack, I'm runnin' down
Baby want me bad, I'm a goner
For the summer, runnin' from her
Know you wanna, want the drama
I make it hot like a sauna
Told me she chasin' Nirvana
I make her sing like Madonna
Baby you know I'm a stunna
Baby you know I'm a stunna
I ain't even gotta flex, no
You ain't gotta show respect, uh
I'm just tryna get a check, woah
Can't even answer to the phone
With all of these lies involved
Think I had enough but you still wanna try to call
I don't do the shit for the same damn reasons
I ain't nun' like these dudes
And you know I make my moves
Like I got the sauce,
Always keeping it smoothLoaded when I got the pack
Keep them Geechies in the back
Ain't no time to be relaxin'
Don't know why you got attached
See them signs but I ain't the one
Say I'm fine while she keep drowning in her assumptions
Only want me cause she know that I'm up to something
If I cannot trust you why'd you ever make me love you?
My bad, I'm falling down
Call my phone saying that she want me on her
Can't lack, I'm runnin' down
(If I cannot trust you why'd you ever make me love you?)
For the summer, runnin' from her
Knew you wanna, want the drama
I make it hot like a sauna
Told me she chasin' Nirvana
I make her sing like Madonna
Baby you know I'm a stunna