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[Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't shit So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that bitch Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a nigga Stunting on these niggas, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a nigga good to go I be stunting on these niggas, I be stunting on these hoes [Verse 1] Flexing on them niggas who be flexin' All about my relish, getting lettuce is a fetish Stunting on these niggas, shining got 'em jealous Range Roves, twenty-fo's, chopping like propellers Every day we stunt, turn a club into a movie Bad bitches choosing up, like a verb, they wanna do me Niggas out here hating so a nigga keep a toolie Murking niggas, 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 shit stank Moving weight, shift states, flexing like I lift weights Niggas hate that I stunt, and my money tall as Dikembe [Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't shit So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that bitch Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a nigga Stunting on these niggas, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a nigga good to go I be stunting on these niggas, I be stunting on these hoes [Verse 2] They know I stunt, I stunt hard Young nigga, 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 Fucking models, living life full throttle Big straps in the back, the black desperado Clap a nigga, putting on a show like the Apollo Smoking blunts, getting money, living life Last real nigga left and I'ma live it right It wasn't easy, I was on the corner selling white Trapping all night, niggas dropping weight like Kelly Price [Hook] My ex-girl told me that I wasn't shit So now I flex like Billy Blanks on that bitch Chained to the back, slave days in my wrist Cost about a whole brick, so you know a nigga Stunting on these niggas, stunting on these hoes Making thirty racks or mo' every time I hit the road Tell me where the cash at then a nigga good to go I be stunting on these niggas, I be stunting on these hoes
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