Released on November 8, 2020

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[Sample]

That's my stunt


[Verse: Sun God]

Huh

I'm back at it

Know it's wrong, I was serving this dope to rap addicts

It's that Wu shit, cutting them up like Mathematics

Yeah it's fucked up, I tighten em up like back spasm

Tie that nigga to the back of the truck, I might drag him

And despite all of this bullshit, fam I ain't bragging

Need to vacate, cause this JK don't mean I'm laughing

What your nigga said? "Shit could get thicker than molasses"

You a bitch that goes OT, tricking with your action

When they see me, they don't know me, niggas need glasses

Then I hit em with the "Mhm", why they breathe passion?

It's a hook, I feed em all more battle bars than B-Magic

We riding, put your seatbelt on cause we be crashing for our life

Niggas stuck in the moment on some trap shit

Purple rolls, white bandanas, fade to black

Shit, they blowing up, just wait, the God show up with the matches

This shit gon' get realer, out in muh-fuckin' Staten

Niggas saying I ain't eating, so shit about to happen

Niggas eating off my plate, I fed them niggas mad shit

Cocaine car keys, money in the mattress

Glock .19s and hunnid rounds, you can't imagine

Couple bad bitches strolling around

Cleopatras for that green

That hammer be poking out like a cactus

Two things that bang to blow a nigga backwards

Ask them

Haha

Let's get it up

Whatever

Can't be


[Verse 2: Sun God]

Lemme tell you why I spit this shit

I hit the stove till the pyrite turn blue like the 60s Crip

Cut em out, we gon' get these chips, I dug em out

And you was on the mile while I pinched these bricks

A street sweeper when I lift these sticks

A drug abuser can't throw no shit at my cup like "Who slipped me this?"

Yeah imma hide in cloud 9, don't get me dipped

I get to moving like a bend to the wind, full throttle

Imma pop another bottle, niggas counting my ends

All this money don't amount to my fam, you a snitch

And a rat is only looking for cheese, I get you bit

Twenty barrels that'll buckle your knees, hit the strip

You a sour crack nigga to me, cause you ain't shit

And these dirty's the only fucking minerals that you get

Get my drift when I step on these seams, these niggas dipped

Rolling piffs, so get used to the gas because it's lit

It's guaranteed I got my foot in yo' ass, cause you a bitch

Leave a print around your mouth my nigga, cause you a bitch

Niggas call me "Sunny don't be a menace" cause I'm the shit

Car cables, I'm the only thing jumping in this bitch

With all this motherfuckin' money, money is getting spent

It's no tricks, why these niggas be loving my old shit

Get a whip, cause your bitch be bugging, she drove sticks in the mix

Cause these niggas be stealing my old shit

It's Sunny


[Outro: Sun God]

Championship ring music

We up and jumping, man

The L-I to S-I-Y, man

New York city, all day

Bang em