Stumblin
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Stumblin
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Perky got me stumblin'
Flippin' them racks, yeah, Jesse White tumblin'
Got that sack, and I ain't thinkin' 'bout fumblin'
Old niggas mad, sayin' that we mumblin'
Nigga, fuck up out my face
I'm tryna get to the cake
I need a crib with a pool, fuck that, I need a crib with a lake
Third eye on the Glock, watch out for the snakes
Fuck 12, fuck 12, watch out for the jakes
Fake love, fake love, on the low they hate
These niggas ain't real, I know they fake
Better watch your step, better stay in your place
Sorry, I been drippin' so hard as of lately
If I ever go broke, what the lick [?]
Sack chasing, just a young, shot-calling, blunt-blazing kid
She ask me if I'm high, bitch, I'm blessed
Fuck her till her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
Fuckin' with a nigga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti
Bought my bro a Corvette, it's no more Andrettis
Sharp like machetes, I just want the necky
Shawty tryna text, huh, blocked like Manute, uh-huh
I don't wear suits, rich like a jew
Black like your church shoes
Bitch who is you?
Me and Boat getting blessed up in a stu'
Last night did a drive-by in a coupe
Twelve on my ass, so I had to get a new one, had to get a new one
Cash, count it up, put it in a bag
Takin' Percs, now I'm finna scratch
Me and Boat racin' in a Lamb
Young niggas gettin' mad, bitch, you're not my dad
She ask me if I'm high, bitch, I'm blessed
Fuck her till her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
Fuckin' with a nigga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti
She ask me if I'm high, bitch, I'm blessed
Fuck her till her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
Fuckin' with a nigga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti
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