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lirik lagu stunna 4 vegas - flintstones

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[intro: stunna 4 vegas]
uh, uh
b-tch (i got 20 on my beat)

[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
i’m spilling this drip, you might slip on it
i pull up, get the bag, then get gone
hit the b-tch, then she dip, she p-ssed off
you rather be that and not p-ssed on?
it’s a whole lot of sticks in my house, n-gga
you would’ve thought my family was the flintstones
i send a hitter off a flip-phone
i’m a misfit that got rich and still pulled a kick on

[verse 1: bannupprince]
yeah, i’m with the slimes, bro, i’m throwing them racks
i see an opp, he get took on the dash
i’m a chef with the beef, he get bullets and cake
i’ma keep rapping ’til i’m in a wraith
i’m turning up, so i know they gon’ feel me
i keep the glock, so i know they gon’ hear me
these n-ggas just rappers, i don’t want them near me
it’s beef on the ‘gram, but it person, they friendly
said they want war, so i’m calling my troops
we get ’em gone, magic, poof
slide through your block, i might hang out the roof
the heat always on me like i got the flute
hah-choo, who you? i hope you can shoot
you got a strap? well, b-tch, i got two
confronting your move, what you tryna do?
get sent to the sky, hope you like the moon

[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
i’m spilling this drip, you might slip on it
i pull up, get the bag, then get gone
hit the b-tch, then she dip, she p-ssed off
you rather be that and not p-ssed on?
it’s a whole lot of sticks in my house, n-gga
you would’ve thought my family was the flintstones
i send a hitter off a flip-phone
i’m a misfit that got rich and still pulled a kick on

[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
domestic violence diamonds, these b-tches is hittin’
uh, these n-ggas p-ssy like kids
i go everywhere with that bl!cky
all this power i got, they might do me like 50
exotic b-tch, she pretty
suck the d-ck, lil’ b-tch, don’t give me no hickey
he play with us, it get wicked
we slide with. 30’s and. 50’s
big slime, but my lane hit him crippin’
he try to leave a opp crippled
perc’ ten, make him show me a nipple
her friend’s trying to do a tip drill with my whistle
they only hate ’cause they know i’m that n-gga
my lil’ n-gga gon’ pop if he move efficient
we drop opps like diamond ore
and you, if you is wit’ him, you can get it

[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
i’m spilling this drip, you might slip on it
i pull up, get the bag, then get gone
hit the b-tch, then she dip, she p-ssed off
you rather be that and not p-ssed on?
it’s a whole lot of sticks in my house, n-gga
you would’ve thought my family was the flintstones
i send a hitter off a flip-phone
i’m a misfit that got rich and still pulled a kick on

[outro: stunna 4 vegas]
b-tch
i got 20 on my beat
i got glizzy on my hip
me and prince in this b-tch, high as a b-tch, uh-uh
n-gga play, he get put up like a blimp, uh
i bang the. 5, but my brother rep the. 6
part 5?
yeah
uh, uh, uh, uh-uh


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