Letras
Trying to make that money plus
Don't be yelling out "statpadder" if you ain't put no numbers up (shut up)
Five percent the tint, now you can't see inside this truck
Having real fine shit for days, it's hard to pick which one to bus (which one)
What you know about making money off of shit that you don't touch? (Damn)
I'm locked in with call centers, trying to catch a duck
This hoe said, "Let's settle down," I told her, "Shit, for what?" (For what)
Still in the hood, might fuck around, go pirate hooks for lunch (still in the hood)
They ever say who the ones, they better mention us
My runners, they Bottega (yea)
What's inside my Goyard bag'll send a nigga to his maker
I done damn near tore my ACL from kicking too much flavor
You done heard about her past, your lil' dumb ass still went and saved her
That's the type of shit that Stunna leave on seen, on read
All four, all my pockets need some tips from Jenny Craig
Put her on timeout, this girl done came and we're at the bed
Keep a couple shooters around, they playing, "Stunna says"
Stunna says hop out and go and get them
(Hop out, go and get that boy, fuck that, get him)
Free my dawgs up out the system
Your dog is hurricane if you grew up with a lil' wisdom
Trying to make that money plus
Don't be yelling out statpadder" if you ain't put no numbers up (shut up)
Five percent the tint, now you can't see inside this truck
Having real fine shit for days, it's hard to pick which one to bus (which one)
What you know about making money off of shit that you don't touch?
I'm locked in with call centers, trying to catch a duck
This hoe said, "Let's settle down," I told her, "Shit, for what?" (For what)
Still in the hood, might fuck around, go pirate hooks for lunch
They ever say who the ones, they better mention us