Stunna?

Lyrics

[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas] In my bag still, nigga (Another one) We put belt to ass just like your dad did, nigga (Dxnte, you snapped on this one) [Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas] They like, "Stunna, where you been?" I'm in my bag still, nigga (I'm in my bag still, nigga) Throw a Perc' back just like an Advil I bet I get an opp whacked, you know cash kill, nigga We put belt to ass just like your dad did, nigga [Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas] My thirty hangin' out, nigga (My thirty hangin' out) Thirty hangin' out just like a bad kid (Bitch ass in the house) Know that fire behind me like my adlibs, nigga Know my folks timin', get your cap peeled, nigga Get your head tapped, we goin' opp huntin' (Come here) My lil' nigga fourteen, he tryna pop somethin', rob somethin' Take somethin' down, don't leavе your car runnin', nigga, uh I still be with jits that'll take your car from you, nigga They likе, "Stunna, where you been?" I been out here gettin' it in Nigga workin' ten the ten, ain't finna diss, I get 'em spinned, nigga Ayy, pussy, I can't never go and never went (Never went) Nigga make the wrong move, I'll up this bitch, go to your kin (Bah) Slime say fuck a nigga, I'll kill you for my twin, nigga Kicked a freak bitch out the crib and told her take it on the chin (To your face, ho) Caught him loafin' in the whip, he never whipped that bitch again (Bah) Lil' bro keep a button on his gun, he takin' chances with the pen' [Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas] They like, "Stunna, where you been?" I'm in my bag still, nigga (I'm in my bag still, nigga) I can throw a Perc' back just like an Advil (I think I need another Advil) I bet I get an opp whacked, you know cash kill, nigga Uh-huh, we put belt to ass just like your dad did, pussy (We put belt to ass just like your daddy, nigga) [Verse 2: C Stunna] Boy, I got my name off that stuntin' shit Told my dog to go and get his switch like he on punishment Big dog, lil' bruh, do you know who you fuckin' with? I can get that food free off face like I signed with WIC I ain't never been inside the trap, I hit them ATMs Only time a nigga pushin' P is in your ho DM I don't care what he or she say, I know that I'm him Up that fire, I ain't tryna fade 'cause I'm too fuckin' trim If no blood was ever shed, that was not no opp I was in Connors eatin' good, my ho on lemon drop I'm too fuckin' solid, you'll never see me talk to cops Big dog, the only nigga sonnin' me my fuckin' pop Shoes that cost a bag, half my closet cost damn near your stash Love a nice fat ass, beef with that ho, that mean I'm tryna clap Jump right in that lab and got to punchin' like I'm fuckin' mad Walked outside in my underwear, that mean I showed my ass [Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas] They like, "Stunna, where you been?" I'm in my bag still, nigga Throw a Perc' back just like an Advil I bet I get an opp whacked, you know cash kill, nigga We put belt to ass just like your dad did, nigga