I Just Wanna Stunt (Ijws)

Josh, what are you gonna do when you get rich?
I'm talking about when you're like... better off than all your mates
You know what I mean? a

Oh man, that's a good question
You know what, I think I should put this in a song. Yeah

Oh man, they don't know
Man, I say they don't know
When I get rich, yo here's what I'mma do
Listen up. First

I'll stack cash in a pot of gold
Photograph it, then I'll go
Send it to all of my broke exes phones
Just cuz I just wanna stunt
Get on my chopper and start to spray figures
Ball into the club with 8 figures
Send the bartender off, turn the whole liquor counter to an all you can drink
Get naked bitches in my Cadi, Ferrari, Porsche, Lamb and Audi
Turn a Benz to a tour car in Safari and it's just cuz
I just wanna stunt
And take my whole crew to stunt with me
And I ain't even trying to sound witty
Hang a Flav size Rollie on my next so the whole world can fuckin' see it's my time

So tell the world, tell the world for me
Tell the world I'm coming, let them hold for me
I'm Josh the Killer, I'm like a storm coming
And when I stunt, I'll stunt so hard
So spread my name like your broad's legs
And I'mma bless up your whole fam
So if you wanna ball like a pro player
Get with this A-team

Used to bump Stunt 101 now I
Teach the graduate course with no stress. Power
And money is all I need, fuck respect. I'mma
Ball hard so go to hell with your morals. I'll
I'll never ask, I'll just grab boobs
When you're so rich, broads will always let you
Music is my locker room, so I might do the act of grabbing 'em by the pussy and pay off lawsuits
Of myself, I'll be so full
I'll get a yacht that's the size of my home school and
Land with a chopper in my other school
And it's just cuz... I just wanna stunt
For all the times that I've been slept on
Mocked, abused and fuckin' pissed on
Please pray that I don't get rich cuz if I do
Y'll motherfucker gon' be my toilet

So tell the world, tell the world for me
Tell the world I'm coming, let the hold for me
I'm Josh the Killer, I'm like a storm coming
And when I stunt, I'll stunt so hard
So spread my name like your broad's legs
And I'mma bless up your whole fam
So if you wanna ball like a pro player
Get with this A-team

I just wanna stunt, I just... wanna stunt
I just wanna
I just. I... I just want
Money till the end of times. Money, cash

No washing machines allowed in my homes
Cuz in my homes, we do not repeat clothes
Buy every house in my whole villa
It's just to show that I'm a rich fella
I say for real, I'll be hated hard
But in my kitchen, I don't even know where forks are
I'll be touring my whole city with a convoy
Just cuz I fuckin' love attention

So tell the world, tell the world for me
Tell the world I'm coming, let the hold for me
I'm Josh the Killer, I'm like a storm coming
And when I stunt, I'll stunt so hard
So spread my name like your broad's legs
And I'mma bless up your whole fam
So if you wanna ball like a pro player
Get with this A-team



Credits
Writer(s): Chijioke Okorie
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