Stuntn - Hooligan Hefs: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Stuntn

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Stuntn was released on June 25, 2026 by New Levels as a part of the album Sixth Sense

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Hooligan Hefs

Lead Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Hooligan Hefs

Lyrics

Kiril Ivanovski

Kiril Ivanovski

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Kiril Ivanovski

Kiril Ivanovski

Mastering Engineer

Open Till L8

Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

I stay stuntin' for the haters to see

Look, bitch, it's me

Stop frontin', gunmen that squeeze

Some casualties

You know how I'm comin', both wrists on freeze

Only come for a fee

They wanna shake somethin', if you do it for me

Gotta do it for the team (Huh, yeah)

[Verse 1]

See, I'm a stunner, gunner, no newcomer

Breadwinner now, I did it all on the come-up

Funds up, guns up, ready for drama

You can still try run up and get stretched, no Hummer

See, it ain't what you wear, it's who's wearin' it

This shit look better on me with a tear in it

She say she want me for me, but I ain't bearin' it

Like Colgate, all in her teeth when I'm airin' it

Never settle for less, I stay top tier

If it ain't motion, goes in and out the same ear

I see no competition, now my vision clear

Yeah, they hate to see me shine, but I'm still here

See, they all know me, but to me, unknown

So if you talk about Hefs, better watch your tone

I had dreams with a brick and phone

Forget shows, I could live off my streams alone

[Chorus]

I stay stuntin' for the haters to see

Look, bitch, it's me

Stop frontin', gunmen that squeeze

Some casualties

You know how I'm comin', both wrists on freeze

Only come for a fee

They wanna shake somethin', if you do it for me

Gotta do it for the team

[Verse 2]

Yeah, if they could, they would, but they can't

If burners ain't hatin', then I ain't goin' hard

I'm tryna lap the whole world, not laps in the yard

Last-minute trip overseas, reset and restart

I got too much motion for these cameras to sense

These tomahawk dinners now a business expense

No one made room for us, did it with no consent

I stay hungry all the time like I'm goin' through Lent

I got a lot on my plate, but my plan was to eat

If I'm bustin' a plate, I give my brothers a seat

And if the fiends pop off, you know we keepin' it street

I'd rather die on my feet before I beg on my knees

Street smart, couldn't tell you 'bout report cards

Ain't shit, still whippin' 'round sports cars

Yeah, we still getting work, just more, bruh

The difference is that it's not from your yard

[Chorus]

I stay stuntin' for the haters to see

Look, bitch, it's me

Stop frontin', gunmen that squeeze

Some casualties

You know how I'm comin', both wrists on freeze

Only come for a fee

They wanna shake somethin', if you do it for me

Gotta do it for the team

Written by: Hooligan Hefs, Kiril Ivanovski

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