Stunt - Zaytoven, Chief Keef

Yeah, yeah

Fours, sixes, deuces and fifties

Balanos, Forgis, 34s you trippin'

Eight TVs ashantis

Ferraris, Bugattis, Mercelagos, Lambs

Ayy ayy ayy

Now I’m always spending, these bitches always grinding

If I send my youngins at ya then I gave your ass a fifty

If I send Doowopski at ya then he gave your ass a sixty

Put ya forehead in yo ass and leave your face placed in them pisses

I’m ridin' on Macaulay I’m rich like Richie Richie

You ain’t gonna kick it?

hold on hold on ho get busy

Want my bloody bridges when I store a hundred cities

Now my crib like a museum and these bitches come to visit, ayy

Rolling Loud in LA because I can’t go to London

I am from the Midwest but this bitch say I sound country

Say she gettin' money so we 'bout to have a contest

If you get more money, baby congrats on your success

You better wear a hat 'cause these niggas out here stuntin'

Say they aspiration was to tour around the country

Try to get some money honey, not on me lil' ugly

I stunt all through the winter and I ball out when it’s sunny

I’ma stunt this summer, I’ma roll me a 'Wood and stunt in front ya

Post on your block cut the trunk up homie, yeah

'Bout to stunt on 'em, homie

I’ma stunt this summer, I’mma roll me a 'Wood and stunt in front ya

Post on your block cut the trunk up homie, yeah

'Bout to stunt on 'em, homie

Ferraris and Ferraris

But you know nothing 'bout it

You still stuck in the projects with no money in yo pocket

I seen you at the yachty, you still ain’t got no car yet?

You finally sent your homeboy car, man that shit crazy

Man that’s some deep shit, so I’ma say some weak shit

This bitch pussy so deep, like a Chicago digit

Bitches in the Lambs, bitches in the 'Raris

Gang off the dope, bitches off the molly

Bitches in the lobby, we kickin' just like sake

I pull up countin' sake sake Benihanna bache

Sosa Sosa Sosa, call me Sosa Deveoci

Million dollar man, call me Sosa lamborushi

Forgis 9−11 on that M6−50 rocket, all these fuckin' money I’ma need like fifty

pockets

Porsh 9−11 on that M6−50 rocket, so many rockets, don’t make me shoot your

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