STEVE AUSTIN

Lyrics

[Intro] Yung Brando, bitch Yeah, yeah Woah, woah Yeah Woah, yeah, woah Yeah, woah Fatal, zip, yeah, aye Woah [Chorus] Yeah, Stunna man Stunna man Stunna Steve Austin Money color green like I'm Boston Scoring with your bitch, playing offense Got a bad bitch thick from the tropics Number one in the nation I got offers I'm sonning these niggas, no toddlers huh Show you how to a baller [Verse] Yeah you gotta watch out cause you know they quick to cross you Get to spazzing out like I lost it Better stand down it's a problem Make the wrong move get to sparking Riding for the fam cause I got em Woah, woah, woah, woah Follow the one trail to the paper New swag connoisseur, the creator Niggas know when I make moves that shit major I pull up with ten hoes like I'm Flavor Better watch me with your bitch cause I'm player Nonchalant with these hoes, don't care Nigga try the fam, wish a nigga wood Pussy nigga wouldn't dare Huh, huh, huh I air this bitch out like Cannon with the drum Goyard filled with only hun-dons In this stack bitch you won't find a one I remember days having none Now I got it, nigga getting the funds [Chorus] Yeah, Stunna man Stunna man Stunna Steve Austin Money color green like I'm Boston Scoring with your bitch, playing offense Got a bad bitch thick from the tropics Number one in the nation I got offers I'm sonning these niggas, no toddlers huh Show you how to a baller