Young Stunna

Yeah, who this is? (6lement) Nah, who this is? Lil Top, Lil Top or Kentrell, huh? Or this YoungBoy? Nigga, this ain't neither one This Slimeto, bitch ass nigga What you on, five? You heard me? Talk to 'em Ooh, she put it in, she like, "God damn" Go to Walmart or Sams, they gon' know who I am Go to Paris or France, see my name everywhere Like I'm born in this bitch, like somebody didn't spam I was born in this bitch, got my name in advance I'm a lil' jittered then Rich, have 'em custom lil' vans I'm a star, I'm a star in a bulletproof van Nigga know not to send not a shot at that man Told her, let's do it, shorty fuck all that playin' See how I do it, then I fucked on her friend Swerve in the Benz then I swerve in the Wraith BaBa hood to the place knew what kind and he planned Whole lotta rubbers, you know I got bands I invent a new plan, so hot caught a tan So much water on me think I'm sweatin', need a fan Flooded my finger wit' diamonds, I call that not showin' my hand Havin' forever like I'm Rich The Kid That is my brother so might as well say that Whoever he or that you know who I'm is No fu-fu-fugazy, I'm triller than real Real pallbearer, gravedigger stay with that steel Nigga try to pow pow, fuck around and get killed Interfere and nigga know that I know how to deal I be handin' out cards and they say passed the drill Magnolia soldiers, I'm sick like Ebola Just me and Stunna ridin' in a Range Rover Dishin' out smoke and I'm blowin' that doja If I start it you end, when I come know it's over She get off top, give me top then bend over I'm hittin' it on top of the table and sofa For a fact, can't come back, that's exact what I told her Then I walk round this bitch in some Louie V loafers Woo, take one, take two Bitch ass nigga, I don't know who you Blessin' your bitch without hearing, "Achoo" But you know that she ate me, made sure she ain't chew Jump off a private then fly in a coupe Up with that choppa, I'm bangin' at you Half at your head and send half at your crew Chasin' that car, I'm gon' make sure that you blew I bang that red and Quando bangin' blue Holdin' the fire like, lil' shorty don't move Stay with that fire, I'ma blow out the roof I know you ain't there, well, I ain't fuckin' with you I could go back-to-back, back I'm the truth I ain't finna go back-to-back, back you a lie I ain't leave for no reason, hoe go tell 'em why Why? Slimeto, Lil Top, it's a motherfuckin' slime Uh, I'm, I be the motive, the reason and why These niggas be dissin' and want to come try He ain't usin' his head, I'ma take off his mind I, go to the war wit' the whole hood about mine Feel a lil' shine for to flood out my child On top of the rap, but put dime after dime I ain't stoppin', she know that I got it She know I been poppin' In the city been leavin' out bodies In a Tesla, you know that I'm charged She gon' eat up the boy while I'm ridin' this bitch up in pilot I'm gon' hit from the back and make noise While I'm grippin' my rod I'm duckin' and hidin' from coppers Nigga say it's a click of them boys, keep a stick for them boys My choppa, it say it hate oppas Nigga got a whole yard full of toys, you know I go hard You know that the house full of boppers You know for a fact that I'm thuggin' You know I'm 'bout beefin', you know I get that from my momma You know that this shit turn out ugly, you bring up my name Or you talkin' like that, you want problems He stunt to the world like a gangsta My lil' brother gon' catch him before his show Hop out and stop 'em Uh, I'm, I be the motive, the reason and why These niggas be dissin' and want to come try He ain't usin' his head, I'ma take off his mind I, go to the war wit' the whole hood about mine Feel a lil' shine for to flood out my child On top of the rap, but put dime after dime Take one, take two Bitch ass nigga, I don't know who you Blessin' your bitch without hearing, "Achoo" But you know that she ate me, made sure she ain't chew Jump off a private then fly in a coupe Up with that choppa, I'm bangin' at you Half at your head and send half at your crew Chasin' that car, I'm gon' make sure that you blew Ooh, she put it in, she like, "God damn" Go to Walmart or Sams, they gon' know who I am Go to Paris or France, see my name everywhere Like I'm born in this bitch, like somebody didn't spam I was born in this bitch, got my name in advance I'm a lil' jittered then Rich, have 'em custom lil' vans I'm a star, I'm a star in a bulletproof van Nigga know not to send not a shot at that man