Stuntin
Shawty left my ass heartbroken on the Seven train
Back to ninetieth Street and Elmhurst
Yeah, got me sick
Hey
You - had me caught in my feelings
I - thought you was one in a million
We - had something so real then
Another nigga just filled in
They - say loves in the air
But - I barely breath often
My heart turned stone cold
I feel like Steve Austin
How the fuck we lost it?
She got me drinking to kill the pain
I be sippin' 'till I can't remember
But then I wake up and I feel the same
She will never find a better one
She gon' be sick when the cheddar come
And best believe when it's said and done
I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
Woah, you thought you was low (na you ain't low)
Oh, like I wouldn't know (like I wouldn't know)
Woah, you must think I'm slow (you must think I'm slow)
Like I wouldn't glow (like I wouldn't, hah)
All the time that we spent yo
Time is money I'm in debt now
Heartbreak hotel checked out
Back to ma crib, paying rent now
Hey, dime mujer
Chapiadora - she want the bread
My Tia warned me, no escuché
Hell nah, that's what u get (Ayy tu sabe)
So now whenever she call, (call!)
I am just gon' let it ring
Don't leave a message at all
'Cause I'm on to way better things
Don't, don't care no more
Too fly get the message on airplane mode
Ya can't stop me
Bitch just watch me, Trust me I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
Back - on my solo dolo
I - was in love with the toto
You - fell in love with the dough though
He - must've had so much more bread than me
Shawty turned out to be heaphanie
Even my home girls was telling me
So believe next time she check for me
I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
Back to ninetieth Street and Elmhurst
Yeah, got me sick
Hey
You - had me caught in my feelings
I - thought you was one in a million
We - had something so real then
Another nigga just filled in
They - say loves in the air
But - I barely breath often
My heart turned stone cold
I feel like Steve Austin
How the fuck we lost it?
She got me drinking to kill the pain
I be sippin' 'till I can't remember
But then I wake up and I feel the same
She will never find a better one
She gon' be sick when the cheddar come
And best believe when it's said and done
I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
Woah, you thought you was low (na you ain't low)
Oh, like I wouldn't know (like I wouldn't know)
Woah, you must think I'm slow (you must think I'm slow)
Like I wouldn't glow (like I wouldn't, hah)
All the time that we spent yo
Time is money I'm in debt now
Heartbreak hotel checked out
Back to ma crib, paying rent now
Hey, dime mujer
Chapiadora - she want the bread
My Tia warned me, no escuché
Hell nah, that's what u get (Ayy tu sabe)
So now whenever she call, (call!)
I am just gon' let it ring
Don't leave a message at all
'Cause I'm on to way better things
Don't, don't care no more
Too fly get the message on airplane mode
Ya can't stop me
Bitch just watch me, Trust me I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
Back - on my solo dolo
I - was in love with the toto
You - fell in love with the dough though
He - must've had so much more bread than me
Shawty turned out to be heaphanie
Even my home girls was telling me
So believe next time she check for me
I'll be
Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
Swear you got this shit coming
Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
When I see you in public
Hell yeah I'ma love it
Had your back when you fronted
Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
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Writer(s): Matthew Raymond Guzman, Rodney Jeffrion Montreal Jr.
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