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)