Super Stunna Wrld
Flokko on the beat
You know the vibe
Sometimes you gotta let that shit rock
Okay It's Triz
Come from the mud with my brothers
Come from the dirt with the Stunnas
Lil nigga you is a runner
You fumble the bag like the Clippers
Lil ma don't want me to clip her
Lil hoe I'm tryna get richer
Young nigga in love with the riches
We poppin Belaire's cause we did it
Louis she wanna call me
Louis mix it with Tommy
Triz don't care bout no body
I promise don't care bout nobody
My niggas won't put on no Kenzo
She take off her panties for Kenzo
Stunna got skunk gato
She dance on my belt J Lo
Lil ma I beat it like Michael
Lil ma she ride it like cycles
This is the lean like the Nyquil
She poppin two percs she a psycho
Fuck with these niggas pretending
She scream out my name like attendance
She scream out my name like attendance
Gucci belt on my waist
I ain't got time to waste
This life like a race
Nothin less than first place
Man you know my work rate
Gettin to it everyday
Aye aye gettin to it everyday
They won't check for you like how you check for them
That's why I'm focused on stacking up dividends
That's why my circle small only a few friends
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Aye aye had to leave these niggas in the past tense
91 like rodman
Any problems I solve em
91 like rodman
Any problems I solve em
She wanna rock with the Stunnas
I'll never switch sides with my brother
For my brothers I ride like no other
From the mud I came from the gutter
From the mud I came from the gutter
From the mud I came from the gutter
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Diamonds they wet like the faucet
Thick bitch she yellow and flawless
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Bad bitch she like Jimmy Choo
Vlone Christian Louboutin shoes
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Stunna Boyz comin up in
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Come from the mud with my brothers
Come from the dirt with the Stunnas
Lil nigga you is a runner
You fumble the bag like the Clippers
Lil ma don't want me to clip her
Lil hoe I'm tryna get richer
Young nigga in love with the riches
We poppin Belaire's cause we did it
You know the vibe
Sometimes you gotta let that shit rock
Okay It's Triz
Come from the mud with my brothers
Come from the dirt with the Stunnas
Lil nigga you is a runner
You fumble the bag like the Clippers
Lil ma don't want me to clip her
Lil hoe I'm tryna get richer
Young nigga in love with the riches
We poppin Belaire's cause we did it
Louis she wanna call me
Louis mix it with Tommy
Triz don't care bout no body
I promise don't care bout nobody
My niggas won't put on no Kenzo
She take off her panties for Kenzo
Stunna got skunk gato
She dance on my belt J Lo
Lil ma I beat it like Michael
Lil ma she ride it like cycles
This is the lean like the Nyquil
She poppin two percs she a psycho
Fuck with these niggas pretending
She scream out my name like attendance
She scream out my name like attendance
Gucci belt on my waist
I ain't got time to waste
This life like a race
Nothin less than first place
Man you know my work rate
Gettin to it everyday
Aye aye gettin to it everyday
They won't check for you like how you check for them
That's why I'm focused on stacking up dividends
That's why my circle small only a few friends
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Aye aye had to leave these niggas in the past tense
91 like rodman
Any problems I solve em
91 like rodman
Any problems I solve em
She wanna rock with the Stunnas
I'll never switch sides with my brother
For my brothers I ride like no other
From the mud I came from the gutter
From the mud I came from the gutter
From the mud I came from the gutter
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Had to leave these niggas in the past tense
Diamonds they wet like the faucet
Thick bitch she yellow and flawless
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Bad bitch she like Jimmy Choo
Vlone Christian Louboutin shoes
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Stunna Boyz comin up in
Stunna Boyz comin up in first place
Come from the mud with my brothers
Come from the dirt with the Stunnas
Lil nigga you is a runner
You fumble the bag like the Clippers
Lil ma don't want me to clip her
Lil hoe I'm tryna get richer
Young nigga in love with the riches
We poppin Belaire's cause we did it
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Writer(s): Brandon Hutchinson
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