Studio Life Stuntin'
Shoot, ya
Yea I know
Little bitch
F*ck you thought this was
Ya
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Black on black
Yea you know your raps whack
Pass it to my dawgs, yea they know to take it back
Still dealing drugs, yea I keep them in a stack
Gotta keep my guns, yea they go off in a crack
On me, on me, on me
Yea I take your bitch to ski
I tell her to take a knee, and she suck my dick for free
She don't want you, I agree
So much bling that you can't see
Multimillion deals, plant a f*ckin money tree
Bitches want my number, tell them meet me in the corner
F*ck them in the sauna, then I pull them all under
Never disrespect me, or imma roll up with the thunder
Slap your bitch ass out, you going always f*ckin remember
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Gimme my cash, gimme my racks
I got no opinion, I'm giving you facts
Your body is fine now I'm finna smash
Wait, bitch, arch yo back
Get that bread, making a snack
I'm breaking that brick and smoking that crack
Aint a real nigga, yo bitch ass is whack
I made it this far, and ain't going back
Real talk, no capping
My Louis V that's fashion
My wave brush is splashing
Freestyling I ain't rapping
I took your girl no asking
Then my choppa get to cracking
I got my money stacking
To heaven, I ain't capping
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip, never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
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Studio Life Stuntin'
Shoot, ya
Yea I know
Little bitch
F*ck you thought this was
Ya
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Black on black
Yea you know your raps whack
Pass it to my dawgs, yea they know to take it back
Still dealing drugs, yea I keep them in a stack
Gotta keep my guns, yea they go off in a crack
On me, on me, on me
Yea I take your bitch to ski
I tell her to take a knee, and she suck my dick for free
She don't want you, I agree
So much bling that you can't see
Multimillion deals, plant a f*ckin money tree
Bitches want my number, tell them meet me in the corner
F*ck them in the sauna, then I pull them all under
Never disrespect me, or imma roll up with the thunder
Slap your bitch ass out, you going always f*ckin remember
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Gimme my cash, gimme my racks
I got no opinion, I'm giving you facts
Your body is fine now I'm finna smash
Wait, bitch, arch yo back
Get that bread, making a snack
I'm breaking that brick and smoking that crack
Aint a real nigga, yo bitch ass is whack
I made it this far, and ain't going back
Real talk, no capping
My Louis V that's fashion
My wave brush is splashing
Freestyling I ain't rapping
I took your girl no asking
Then my choppa get to cracking
I got my money stacking
To heaven, I ain't capping
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip, never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Shoot, ya
Yea I know
Little bitch
F*ck you thought this was
Ya
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Black on black
Yea you know your raps whack
Pass it to my dawgs, yea they know to take it back
Still dealing drugs, yea I keep them in a stack
Gotta keep my guns, yea they go off in a crack
On me, on me, on me
Yea I take your bitch to ski
I tell her to take a knee, and she suck my dick for free
She don't want you, I agree
So much bling that you can't see
Multimillion deals, plant a f*ckin money tree
Bitches want my number, tell them meet me in the corner
F*ck them in the sauna, then I pull them all under
Never disrespect me, or imma roll up with the thunder
Slap your bitch ass out, you going always f*ckin remember
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Gimme my cash, gimme my racks
I got no opinion, I'm giving you facts
Your body is fine now I'm finna smash
Wait, bitch, arch yo back
Get that bread, making a snack
I'm breaking that brick and smoking that crack
Aint a real nigga, yo bitch ass is whack
I made it this far, and ain't going back
Real talk, no capping
My Louis V that's fashion
My wave brush is splashing
Freestyling I ain't rapping
I took your girl no asking
Then my choppa get to cracking
I got my money stacking
To heaven, I ain't capping
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip, never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Shoot once, shoot twice, shoot like Reggie Mill
One clip, two clip never let him heal
Two chain, three chain, diamonds and they real
Third blunt, and fourth one, I smoke till I'm ill
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Studio life stunting, got your bitch on me she fronting
F*ck her twice or something, got that cream on me she bluffing
I got my money stacking, to heaven I ain't capping
I did it got no helping, hug my momma, she believing
Writer: Edidiong Peter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid