Joey Fatts - Stunt lyrics

[Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't sh** So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that b**h Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a n***a Stunting on these n***as, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a n***a good to go I be stunting on these n***as, I be stunting on these hoes [Verse 1] Flexing on them n***as who be flexin' All about my relish, getting lettuce is a fetish Stunting on these n***as, shining got 'em jealous Range Roves, twenty-fo's, chopping like propellers Every day we stunt, turn a club into a movie Bad b**hes choosing up, like a verb, they wanna do me n***as out here hating so a n***a keep a toolie Murking n***as, spark a blunt and slide off in the hooptie Big bank take lil bank, X pills in the fish tank Riding 'round with my pack of loud, they face frown 'cause my sh** stank Moving weight, shift states, flexing like I lift weights n***as hate that I stunt, and my money tall as Dikembe [Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't sh** So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that b**h Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a n***a Stunting on these n***as, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a n***a good to go I be stunting on these n***as, I be stunting on these hoes [Verse 2] They know I stunt, I stunt hard Young n***a, push the rock like a point guard Got Pinky giving brain 'cause the world's ours Never been out the states but driving foreign cars Buying out the bar, popping bottles f**ing models, living life full throttle Big straps in the back, the black desperado Clap a n***a, putting on a show like the Apollo Smoking blunts, getting money, living life Last real n***a left and I'ma live it right It wasn't easy, I was on the corner selling white Trapping all night, n***as dropping weight like Kelly Price [Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't sh** So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that b**h Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a n***a Stunting on these n***as, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a n***a good to go I be stunting on these n***as, I be stunting on these hoes