Текст песни Stunnaman Free - Pryce

It's trynna like roll over like
Yea, they heart is still filled with some anger
I sip on the cunt, I lean
I took this bitch out to Topanga
I told her it's quite the dream
It's not enough for me
She holding it down for me
I'm high as fuck I can see
The beverages last me a week
These personalities, I tell her I like how you think
We go round the world like a rink
You know I stay in the sea
New clothes, new season
I do what I want I love it
The three light up when you touch it
And we in this bitch like it's nothing
They really get mad over nothing
And I'm turning my nothings to somethings
And you know that I'm having abundance
And you know that I'm having some hundreds
And you know I'm outside with my brothers
And the pussy it come with some colors
And you know that I came with a stutter
And you know when I came out I'm stuntin'
And I ball on bitch like I'm Brunson
And right after I cum yea I'm done with this
And she ride with me she my accomplice
And we move through the city we politic
And I move through the wind
I move through the wind just like a katana
I stay out the drama
I'm reading the signs, she want her a sponsor, huh
I call up my brother, he ride with the drake
I ride with some twins
I ride with some tens
We darken the tint, we widen the rims
You know when they see em', we lit from a DM
You know what it is, we scope out the place
So we in the clear, the cat no beard
You know what it's weird
These niggas they act so insecure
I cover the curb
I swerve on the curb, I shit on a turd
This shit get disgusting
I'm high off a substance this shit ain't nothing
I'm calling ya bluff man
Yea I'm a stuntman I might stunt on a man
I know that I got it man
I ride with a red and a white one like peppermint
You know what I got it man
I ride in a black truck I feel like the president
You know what we got it man
My phone keep ringing I think they delirious
Schedule is getting more tentative
Fly as fuck fuck on a gymnast
Remember them days I was slipping
I had to get out of my senses
I had to get out of remission
Get fly as fuck without permission
And you know that that's my lil misses
You know I get turnt with my Mrs
No chainsaw nigga I rip shit
And I need blue hundreds like crip did
I hope that this message not cryptic
Find me on Mt. Olympus
And I finally know what a nymph is
Yea, I'm tempted
She wanna get on that
That's that, that's a stack, that's a
Yea
Yea
Yea