Shooter McGavin Video (MV)

Yea, Stanky
Stanky
Yea, Stanky
Stanky

Yea, Um
Ain't finna rush this
You can't even touch this
I'm finna smack my hands together, make diamonds from rubbish

You ain't finna publish this shit is a compass
And these niggas lost at sea, thought they would've loved it

And all that shit said yeah, I went above it
And not just that high I seen the top of Eiffel then hugged it

You cannot carry my luggage its full of Truk fits
I wish this beat had a hole I'd take my meat and then I'd shove it

I heard they living lavish (Yuh)
And then I heard they savage (Yuh)
But there ain't been nothing to C+ these niggas average

They calling me Shooter McGavin
I keep taking it out its a habit
After I dealt with em they patching up, just like cabbage

Anybody want these problems? (No)
I got permission to pop em? (Go)
Freedom of jail stuck in a cell, now they saying they got em

I stack up green like Goblin (Yeah)
These niggas been lying like possums (Nah)
They standing tall then they gon fall, now they asking who shot em

If this too hard for the outro I'll find another use
I wave the Steele and if the Tupac, you know I got the juice (Damn)
I had enough of the bullshit that I been going through
They calling Stanky Dababy, they know I am the truth

I been living fine
Standing on ten like dimes
Stanky got two horns and wings but ain't a butterfly

They feeling traumatized
I'm feeling hypnotized
They wanna see a nigga fall and make it televised