Came to Stunt

Lyrics

[Chorus] Bitch, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna This a Rolls Cullinan, baby, not a H3 Hummer If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers Hoe, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna Been a boss since a jit, I ain't ever been a runner If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers [Refrain] Bitch, my crib got Gucci wallpaper, this big ass ring a jaw breaker No shoes in the box, this all paper, my word is law like law makers Lap y'all like we head started, talk in code like tech parties Tats on me, no Ed Hardy, turn y'all bikes to red Harleys [Verse 1] Street smart, I've been educated, Wayne mixtape, I'm dedicated They can't fathom where you made it, that's when they go emulate it Four cars all in matte black and, this a different tax bracket They can't even half stack it, we way too up Man, we run this town, they can't escape Don't wanna see me great, but you way too late If I leave the house, you best believe it's for a paper chase If they call my phone, it better be so they can make a play Bought another chain, they MIA, guess it's chaingin' day [Chorus] Bitch, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna This a Rolls Cullinan, baby, not a H3 Hummer If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers Hoe, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna Been a boss since a jit, I ain't ever been a runner If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers [Verse 2] Bitch, I came up under Birdman, when I was the herb man Closet been full of Hermes, off of the words, man I go charge a brick for verses, then leave 'em in hearses Rolls like an Eminem cover, they open the curtains Don't check the price when I make purchase, just swipe on the surface Man, these rappers ain't got purpose, they more like a circus Shots at they epidermis, throw them in a furnace Need my money stacked like thermos, they can't out earn us [Refrain] Bitch, my crib got Gucci wallpaper, this big ass ring a jaw breaker No shoes in the box, this all paper, my word is law like law makers Lap y'all like we head started, talk in code like tech parties Tats on me, no Ed Hardy, turn y'all bikes to red Harleys [Chorus] Bitch, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna This a Rolls Cullinan, baby, not a H3 Hummer If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers Hoe, I came to stunt, 'cause I came up under Stunna Been a boss since a jit, I ain't ever been a runner If my gang get locked away, won't say it's a gang like Gunna Yeah, we made this off of words, but we still been doin' numbers