Stuntin lyke my daddy (feat. NBF Vonte)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, let's get violent Catch me out in public, bitch, you better

up that fire, cause ain't no run If you turn around, bitch, you gon' die

My lil' homie, he got hella pistols, ready to bust that iron

If you talkin' like a hoe, we bust your brain, we leave you rot

Bitch, it's free smoke for anybody, been tryna catch a body

Introduce me to them Glockies, now just call me Pocket

Rockit, I ain't arguin' with nobody, I'm sippin' on that Wocky

Like chrisean, I'm off that Hennessy, I'm tryna catch somebody

Sippin' on that Wocky, out of pocket, bitch, I'm out my body

Tryna boom somethin', I hit you with a broom like I'm Lanati

Bitch, it's free smoke for anybody, been tryna catch a body

Do this shit on anytime, and last time I done hit the bitch

With a belt, almost went to jail, but I've been jellin

No tellin', I'm thuggin' that shit in my cell

Juvenile like a second home since 11, I've been raisin' hell

Tryna put somethin' in the dirt, I ain't got time for no arguin

Put your bro on a shirt, I ain't even arguin' with bitches

Got your bro, they ridin' presidential in a hearse

That ain't no Maybach, bitch, you seen it first

And bitches, fuck your gang, y'all act like bitches

Somebody go get a purse

All that baby breastfeedin' shit, man, that shit make y'all look worse

Damn, I fucked her over, that lil' pussy dead

I know she hurt, but I look like my daddy

I ain't shit, so it won't ever work

Come up out your work, we pop your top, we split your wig

And we do this shit back-to-back, cause I been doin' this shit since a kid

Poppin' shit since I can remember

I been poppin' shit since I wore a bib

And I ain't got no time

Bitch, you know I been slingin' that iron

Bitch, it's 60 gang, I know all of my members, they gon' riot

You gon' die about it, gon' slide about it

You dyin' over bitches, I picture you cryin' bout it

Oats in the dick, you be dick ridin' all of your guys

Y'all pussies in disguise

Y'all talk shit on Instagram when I see you, bitch, you hide

You ain't chasin' yo' bitch while you lyin

Yo' mama broke as hell tradin' EBT for them wigs, I know you lyin

If I'm quiet in the classroom, that mean I'm fried

And I been gettin' fried off all this exotic

This shit ain't no reggie, this shit get deadly if you track

Then I got that dog in me, it's in my blood, check my bloodline

Never eat soggy waffles, bitch, I'm from out west

I got hella glocks, hella chops

I don't punch the clock, don't wait on paychecks

I been doin' this shit since a kid

I lay in bed and make my toe

I don't fuck with bitches, cause y'all bitches be mad

Ayy, y'all bitches, y'all be mad, huh

If a **** want smoke, we gon' light him up with that FN, huh

Put that shit on my kids, that I don't got, ****

Ayy, better get out my face before you get rotten, ****

Play with Vontae, I'ma bust your head up and put that on God, ****

Ayy, we all on your block, wait for them Glocks, lookin' for a op, ****

We play with me, we gon' get you, and your man say, I don't got, ****

I don't give a fuck what they be talkin' about

**** talkin', talkin', but I bet he cannot walk it

So we quit to watch it, don't give a fuck about what you talkin' about

We bring them choppers out, he was talkin', but he ain't talkin' now

I'm smokin' on that shit, come get you some, I'm only sellin' pounds

And if he wants to smoke, come get you some, get hit with 100 rounds

These **** be so pussy, they ain't bout what they be talkin' about

How the fuck you gonna say you finna pull up and you still stuck in the house

That shit don't even make no sense, bruh