Stuntin'

Yea
Baby you stunting

Baby you stunting, baby quit fronting
You know you ain't meant for me
Baby you stunting, baby quit fronting
You know you ain't meant for me

You could call the shots tell me where to go
Tell me where to go yea tell me where to go
You could call the shots go and pour some more
Go and pour some more go and pour some more (yea yea)

Stunting like her momma rubbing off the chains
Feeling on my rings feeling on my chains (yea yea)
Stunting like my daddy up in here (yea I'm stunting)
Rubbing off the fit flexing with my fit (yea I'm flexing)
Then you go, ice up on my wrist it look like snow (that's cold)
Getting all these Bands all for the four (for the four)
Riding in a beater with a foreign, (with a foreign)
With a foreign (with a foreign)

Baby you stunting, (yea) baby quit fronting (yea)
You know you ain't meant for me (for me yea)
Baby you stunting, (yea) baby quit fronting (fronting)
You know you ain't meant for me (for me)

Red cups, fill them up with Perks now we set up
Fill them up with Perks now we set up
Fill them now we set up (yea yea yea)
I pull up I pull up again, your girl see me stunting again
Yea she see me I flex, yea she know I'm up next
Yea she hit me with a text, I just want to make ends
I don't got a lot of friends, I keep it real no pretend

Baby you stunting, baby quit fronting
You know you ain't meant for me
Baby you stunting, baby quit fronting
You know you ain't meant for me

You could call the shots tell me where to go
Tell me where to go yea tell me where to go
You could call the shots go and pour some more
Go and pour some more go and pour some more



Credits
Writer(s): Kennedy Martin, Brandon Elihu Lopez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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