Stunna 4 Vegas - ON FYE paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson ON FYE - Stunna 4 Vegas



Uh, uh
Uh, uh
It′s Rich Youngin', bitch
Coast 41, nigga (Hollo)
Stupid ass nigga (Ayy, Hollo, turn me up), fuck, ha
She wanna see how I live so I′ma show her
Bitch, I got the bag like I'ma grower
The clip extended, you know I show 'em
I just popped some Perkys, you know I′m rollin′
Miss your bro with exotic, he keep me going
Big Glock on my hip while I perform
My niggas slide on your shit with them heaters on (Come here)
Standin' on fire, somebody ring the alarm (Uh)
Hot, bitch, I′m on fire
I'ma run this shit all the way up ′til I die (Cash)
Play with me, he better not try to (Uh)
Or you came to get hit with that fire (Yeah)
We deep like 300 Spartan (Yeah)
Spark shit like the Fourth of July (Yeah)
Young nigga came from the apartments (On gang)
I was broke, but still had the glick on my side (Swear)
A nigga keep slippin' get hit on my side
Try to spin him outside and we flippin′ the ride, uh (No cap)
He say he bustin', he lyin' (He high)
He a bitch, ain′t never slang iron (What the fuck?)
I won′t open my mouth, I'ma open fire (Boom)
Want smoke with us, commit suicide (Bitch)
Put dick down her throat, tell her, "Open wide," (Uh)
She a eater, the ho tryna chew the guys
I bang red, but I′m blue inside
"Why you say that?" (Uh), my heart cold (Ice)
I brought my chicken like Roscoe's (Fuck)
Pressure on they be takin′ they taco (Where you at?)
Marathon, I ran the racks up (Okay)
I'm fuckin′ that bitch with my strap, my ice on
Big slime, Four Times, I python
This nigga touch me and we slidin' all night long (Ha)
She wanna see how I live so I'ma show her
Bitch, I got the bag like I′ma grower
The clip extended, you know I show ′em
I just popped some Perkys, you know I roll it
Miss your bro with exotic, he keep me going
Big Glock on my hip while I perform (Move)
My niggas slide on your shit with them heaters on (Come here)
Standin' on fire, somebody ring the alarm (Uh)
Hot, as fuck, it′s up like a plane (Up)
My lil' nigga wanna sustain
He don′t want no smoke, that nigga want flame
We'll smoke a nigga like Mary Jane (On gang)
G.B.E., I let it bang (Bang),
BDB, Rich youngin′ fucked up the game (BDB ENT), uh
Big Stunna dope like Eddie Kane (Ha)
Said he want my chain, and we want your brain (Bitch, come here)
I spent twenty racks on the case, fuck that bitch,
I got them racks in the bank (Bitch, I'm havin' racks)
Water my Rollie, my wrist in the safe (Ice, ice)
Flocka-Four-Times, I go hard in the paint (Four Times)
Blue baby jus′ scrape ′em up with that K
Smoke a nigga in public like we in L.A . (Come here)
You playin', get shot in you motherfuckin′ face
Give a fuck what you heard about back in the day (Bitch) (Let's go)
Wherever you want, with it, I won′t show a bitch no pity
This shit easy as cake, b-bitch, I go bake
They might mistake me for a gorilla (Bitch, I go bake)
Chosen one, bitch, I'ma go get her (On gang)
If I want her, I′ma go get her (Huh)
You wanna get killed by the whole, nigga?
Nah, I don't want your ho, nigga (Ha)
She wanna see how I live so I'ma show her
Bitch, I got the bag like I′ma grower (I got the bag)
The clip extended, you know I show ′em
I just popped some Perkys, you know I roll it
Miss your bro with exotic, he keep me going
Big Glock on my hip while I perform (Move)
My niggas slide on your shit with them heaters on (Come here)
Standin' on fire, somebody ring the alarm (Uh)



Writer(s): Sean Mula, Khalick Antonio Caldwell, Lamarcus Deron Jr Robertson


Stunna 4 Vegas - Freestyle - Single
Album Freestyle - Single
date de sortie
24-04-2020




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