[Hook]

Swear to God I'ma stunt so hard

Pull up on the ladies

Got 'em sayin' oh lord

Ain't a thing lil homie let do it (let do it)

Going hard in the paint Pat Ewing x2

[RiFF RAFF]

I ball from a distance

Pocket so ballistic

Boysenberry on my biscuits

My life style is vicious

But don't contradict me

My reaction may vary

I done passed my SATs

My legs folded indian style

On my lawn chair

Versace on my cabin

I use to like rapping

Until I found out that I'm the

Rap game Samuel L. Jackson

Mixed with Eric Clapton

Sing a hook like Tony Braxton but I

Still find the time - in my - busy schedule

To make the fifth start relaxing like a lazy neighbor

I found a autographed high school picture, Darth Vader

On the back of my Aunt Thelma's wallpaper

RiFF

[Hook]

[Ghetty]

Ima Stunt hard swang through the city

Scored a touch down

Watch me dance like P Diddy

Swanging in Buick

Ain't nothing to it

I still count bands

An I ain't make it off the music

Smoking big killer

California dank

Catch me flipping screens

While im pulling out the bank

Ima take it back

Like some Reebok pumps

Feel like Kris Kross

Way I make them boys jump

Paper sittin tall like the sears tower

Just like Scarface

I want the Money and the Power

Rolling up the sour, nothin but the sweets

Feel like Pistol Pete

Dropping dimes through the streets

Dimes on my celly

Swang through the telly

Keep it on the down low

Bitch im R Kelly

Ain't nothing changed

Yeah they know my name

Watch me switch lanes

Griping wood grain

UHHH

[Hook]