I dont need the fame, just some change and the f**in range
Told her go to school, but she fool, give me stupid brain
Groupies hit me up, like whats up, said she wanna f**k
My dick done had enough, where is chuck, go and f**k my bruh
Empty fifth, I am so legit, yes I am the s**t
Smoking piff, with a cuban b***h, she dont know english
Check my fit, I just like prints, pocket full of lint and plastic
Yea, I smile but you can get your a*s kicked n***a.
(Darnell Williams – Coney Island)
Pull up stunt
Pull up stunt
Pull up stunt
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalant. (x2)
n***a take a ride on the westside, Coney island every block
Dealer man selling rocks, little n***as holding Glocks
Nicklebags stocked, money pots in my brother socks
Let me hold the knot, im a stunt, watch these h**s flock
Yea I ran the mile, as a child, puffin black and mild
Stackin money piles, eighteen seen a couple thou
B***h I’m back in style, bling bling, b**hes see me now
Spending large amounts, over seas, b***h im talking pounds.
Pull up stunt
Pull up stunt
Pull up stunt
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalant
Nonchalanttt. (x2)