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STUNNAMAN (feat. Roddy Ricch & Lil Wayne)

STUNNAMAN (feat. Roddy Ricch & Lil Wayne) lyrics by Birdman. D Roc, D Roc, D Roc, D Roc I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in a...

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STUNNAMAN (feat. Roddy Ricch & Lil Wayne)

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D Roc, D Roc, D Roc, D Roc

I bought a white Bentayga

Had to creep through the night in a spaceship

We was runnin' outside from the jake

Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh

Keep a lot of shooters in the cut cut

And I got a ride with the tuck up, huh

Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh

Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh

Uh, and I got the whole hood on go

Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky all froze

Stunnaman stunnaman stunnaman drip drip down to my toes

Still pull up in a Rolls Rolls

Got a Ferrari when I drive through the hills

All of my niggas outside for real

I'm 'bout to shit on niggas diarrhea

It's a lot of fake niggas, I'ma die real

I be hangin' outside with gorillas

Lost my dog, wanna die with my nigga

Niggas rather be fly than realer

And if the opps wanna slide get hit up

I'm in the gang for the dirty dirty

My right hand keep a 30 clip

I done did some time with the murderers

I ain't gotta shine on purpose, huh

Plot 'em every time I put up (Put up)

Trap house lookin' like cook out (Cook out)

He creepin' up get the red dot, head shot

I bought a white Bentayga

Had to creep through the night in a spaceship

We was runnin' outside from the jake

Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh

Keep a lot of shooters in the cut cut

And I gotta ride with the tuck up, huh

Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh

Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh

Uh, and I got the whole hood on go

Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky all froze

Stunnaman stunnaman stunnaman drip drip down to my toes

Still pull up in a Rolls Rolls (Stunna, yeah, Rich Gang)

Cap a slingshot on eighty shit

Cherry wood in all my whips

Do it big that label shit

Created shit but stayed hood rich (Stayed rich)

That's how we lace this shit

Get money, stay break a bitch

At the top of hill, another shootout

With a hundred mil', we wave that shit (We wave that shit)

Chanel bag, jewelries be hundreds or mo' (Hundreds or mo')

And I got my whole hood on go (Hood on go)

Bird call, I hit a lace then got ghost (Got ghost)

Rich nigga, Roberto Cavalli, marble floors

I bought a white Bentayga

Had to creep through the night in a spaceship

We was runnin' outside from the jake

Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh

Keep a lot of shooters in the cut cut

And I gotta ride with the tuck up, huh

Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh

Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh

Uh, and I got the whole hood on go (Yeah)

Look at my neck, make my wrist, my pinky all froze (Yeah, yeah)

Stunnaman stunnaman stunnaman drip drip down to my toes (Down to my toes)

Still pull up in a Rolls Rolls

Uh, stunnaman, stunnaman

Bulletproof Cullinan

Chrome heart bust, now I weigh it underhand

Spent a couple hunnid bands, that was just for the band

Put a dirty hundred grand, up in the laundry bag

'Bout to pop another xan, 'bout to smoke a hundred grams

I'ma be who I am, you are not what I am

Lit like the light at the end of the tunnel man

But the light just might be a train comin' man

I had to spend some money to win some money

I had the rooftop down but still had the tints up on it

Weed so good, I tensed up on it

Lil' hoe tryna' inch up on me while my bitch up on me

Rose gold lookin' like ketchup on me

I let that chopper ring with no holy matrimony

All red like Patrick homie

Red bone got her latches on me

I can't even sleep tight without a million cash inside the mattress homie

Told bae I'm in the booth you gon' have to play with the pussy on FaceTime

Just found out the President I voted for was already dead slime (Headshot)

I bought a white Bentayga (Yeah)

Had to creep through the night in a spaceship (Yeah)

We was runnin' outside from the jake (Yeah)

Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh (Yeah)

Keep a lot of shooters in the cut cut (Yeah, yeah)

And I gotta ride with the tuck up, huh (Yeah, yeah)

Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh (Yeah, yeah)

Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh (Yeah, yeah)

Uh (Uh), and I got the whole hood on go (Whole hood on go)

Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky all froze (Froze)

Stunnaman stunnaman stunnaman drip drip down to my toes (Down to my toes)

Still pull up in a Rolls Rolls (Mula)

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