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RichOffE - #1 Stunna Lyrics



RichOffE - #1 Stunna Lyrics




(This is history in the making)
(Decided to stop waiting)
(Off the Perc, I'm out here preying)
(A lot of shit on my vibe got all these people praying)
(You gotta be the f*cker that you wish you had)
(Multiplying shit, anything you wanna add)
(I wanna buy you all of your designer bags)
(This adrenaline shit, like we shooting shit, Six Flags)

Got a couple tickets out and I don't give a f*ck
I don't need no motherf*cking friends, even if I'm stuck
All I need is motherf*cking bands, big Benz truck
Do this shit all alone, and that's exactly how I like it
Stomp the competition like the '17 Cypher
XXX, she tryna f*ck, so I'm Simon
Shitting on everybody, man, this shit is Tyson
Suck it so good, put her name down as Dyson
Boys wanna gamble, like who brought all the dice in
Kill 'em all silent like you ate that shit with ricin
Don't listen what they say, lord know they trifling
I'm putting all these miles in, homies out here cycling
Kickstarting shit while these other fool's idling
Get your ass played like your nickname is violin
Sick of all this violence, I think it's time to dial in
Hurting real good, I'ma need more than an aspirin
Shooting up shit if you thinking that you better than
Pulling up sick, it's your bitch that's getting in
Got everything you need, tell me, what your medicine
Baby, tell me every way you thinking that I'm better than
Certified winner, dope dealer, road runner
Got everybody nervous, got me feeling like the number one stunner
Got a problem, I'ma call up my gunner
Heating up shit like it's the middle of summer

(Got a couple tickets out and I don't give a f*ck)
(I don't need no motherf*cking friends, even if I'm stuck)
(All I need is motherf*cking bands, big Benz truck)
(Do this shit all alone, and that's exactly how I like it)
(Stomp the competition like the '17 Cypher)
(XXX, she tryna f*ck, so I'm Simon)
(Shitting on everybody, man, this shit is Tyson)
(Suck it so good, put her name down as Dyson)

Hell outside so I'm keeping shit tight
Man, I might just turn around, stay in for the night
Can't keep defending my city, shit ain't light
Shit, it ain't no horror movie when you're higher than a kite
Say my shit dead and I take that shit personal
Say my shit dead, I don't take that shit light
Speaking on my family, hoe, you know it's on sight
It's pussy boys that's always talking like they looking for a fight
F*cking lil' ass boy, I'm finna take your f*cking lunch money
Laughing at shit but I ain't finding it a lil' funny
Wipe 'em all down like it's looking like they nose runny
Climbing on shit, King Kong, you a lil' bunny
King Kong, door down, ain't no ding dong
I ain't going back and forth like some ping pong
Only going back and forth on this bitch, sing song
If you thinking sweet shit, you must've f*cking heard wrong
Forgetting that shit like they shoulda brought the bacon
Looking for they bitch like it's a scene right outta Taken
Getting face, look at all this money that I'm making
Manual labor, so I guess I shoulda brought the rake in
Smoke with me, then it finna get nasty
I'm toking and blowing this smoke all over her ass cheeks
Breaking my back for the check, tryna double last week
Talking like I'm disrespectful, if you got a problem, ask me

If you got a problem, ask me
Tryna double shit up from last week
Toking and blowing this smoke all over her ass cheeks
Smoke with me, then it finna get nasty
If you got a problem, then motherf*cker, ask me

Working for hours and hours really damn taxing
I ain't getting any help, sleeping in a taxi
People get they flowers when they pushing up daisies
Think about the shit that I gone through, it made me
Just wanna make some shit they could relate to
Keeping shit lit but I'm thinking 'bout my fate too
Think about all these places we could escape to
But she be showing me love, she be showing hate too

(Working for hours and hours really damn taxing)
(I ain't getting any help, sleeping in a taxi)
(People get they flowers when they pushing up daisies)
(Think about the shit that I gone through, it made me)
(Just wanna make some shit they could relate to)
(Keeping shit lit but I'm thinking 'bout my fate too)
(Think about all these places we could escape to)
(But she be showing me love, she be showing hate too)
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(This is history in the making)
(Decided to stop waiting)
(Off the Perc, I'm out here preying)
(A lot of shit on my vibe got all these people praying)
(You gotta be the f*cker that you wish you had)
(Multiplying shit, anything you wanna add)
(I wanna buy you all of your designer bags)
(This adrenaline shit, like we shooting shit, Six Flags)

Got a couple tickets out and I don't give a f*ck
I don't need no motherf*cking friends, even if I'm stuck
All I need is motherf*cking bands, big Benz truck
Do this shit all alone, and that's exactly how I like it
Stomp the competition like the '17 Cypher
XXX, she tryna f*ck, so I'm Simon
Shitting on everybody, man, this shit is Tyson
Suck it so good, put her name down as Dyson
Boys wanna gamble, like who brought all the dice in
Kill 'em all silent like you ate that shit with ricin
Don't listen what they say, lord know they trifling
I'm putting all these miles in, homies out here cycling
Kickstarting shit while these other fool's idling
Get your ass played like your nickname is violin
Sick of all this violence, I think it's time to dial in
Hurting real good, I'ma need more than an aspirin
Shooting up shit if you thinking that you better than
Pulling up sick, it's your bitch that's getting in
Got everything you need, tell me, what your medicine
Baby, tell me every way you thinking that I'm better than
Certified winner, dope dealer, road runner
Got everybody nervous, got me feeling like the number one stunner
Got a problem, I'ma call up my gunner
Heating up shit like it's the middle of summer

(Got a couple tickets out and I don't give a f*ck)
(I don't need no motherf*cking friends, even if I'm stuck)
(All I need is motherf*cking bands, big Benz truck)
(Do this shit all alone, and that's exactly how I like it)
(Stomp the competition like the '17 Cypher)
(XXX, she tryna f*ck, so I'm Simon)
(Shitting on everybody, man, this shit is Tyson)
(Suck it so good, put her name down as Dyson)

Hell outside so I'm keeping shit tight
Man, I might just turn around, stay in for the night
Can't keep defending my city, shit ain't light
Shit, it ain't no horror movie when you're higher than a kite
Say my shit dead and I take that shit personal
Say my shit dead, I don't take that shit light
Speaking on my family, hoe, you know it's on sight
It's pussy boys that's always talking like they looking for a fight
F*cking lil' ass boy, I'm finna take your f*cking lunch money
Laughing at shit but I ain't finding it a lil' funny
Wipe 'em all down like it's looking like they nose runny
Climbing on shit, King Kong, you a lil' bunny
King Kong, door down, ain't no ding dong
I ain't going back and forth like some ping pong
Only going back and forth on this bitch, sing song
If you thinking sweet shit, you must've f*cking heard wrong
Forgetting that shit like they shoulda brought the bacon
Looking for they bitch like it's a scene right outta Taken
Getting face, look at all this money that I'm making
Manual labor, so I guess I shoulda brought the rake in
Smoke with me, then it finna get nasty
I'm toking and blowing this smoke all over her ass cheeks
Breaking my back for the check, tryna double last week
Talking like I'm disrespectful, if you got a problem, ask me

If you got a problem, ask me
Tryna double shit up from last week
Toking and blowing this smoke all over her ass cheeks
Smoke with me, then it finna get nasty
If you got a problem, then motherf*cker, ask me

Working for hours and hours really damn taxing
I ain't getting any help, sleeping in a taxi
People get they flowers when they pushing up daisies
Think about the shit that I gone through, it made me
Just wanna make some shit they could relate to
Keeping shit lit but I'm thinking 'bout my fate too
Think about all these places we could escape to
But she be showing me love, she be showing hate too

(Working for hours and hours really damn taxing)
(I ain't getting any help, sleeping in a taxi)
(People get they flowers when they pushing up daisies)
(Think about the shit that I gone through, it made me)
(Just wanna make some shit they could relate to)
(Keeping shit lit but I'm thinking 'bout my fate too)
(Think about all these places we could escape to)
(But she be showing me love, she be showing hate too)
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Writer: Ethan West
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Language: English
Length: 4:04
Written by: Ethan West

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