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ON FYE - Stunna 4 Vegas Lyrics




Uh, uh

Uh, uh

It's Rich Youngin', bitch

Coast 41, nigga (Hollo)

Stupid ass nigga, fuck, ha



She wanna see how I live so, Imma show her

Bitch I got the bags, like I'm a grower

The clip extended, you know its showin

I just popped some perkies you know I'm rollin

Mix yo bro with exotic it keep me going

Big glock on my hip while I perform

My niggas slide in yo strip with them heaters on

Stunna on fire somebody ring the alarm



Bitch I'm on fire

Imma run this shit all the way up till I die

Play with me he betta not try to

Or you can and get hit with that fye

We deep like 300 Spartan

Spark shit like the 4th of July

Young nigga came from the apartments

I was broke

But still had the glick on my side

A nigga can slip and get hit on my side

Try to spin on my side and we flipping the ride

He say he bussin he lyin he hiding

He a bitch aint never slung iron

I won't open my mouth or Imma open fire

Want smoke with us commit suicide

Put dick down her throat tell her open wide

She a eater the hoe tryna chew the guys



I bang red but I'm blue inside

Why you say that

My heart cold

I'm bout my chicken like Roscoe's

Pressure on they be tucking they tacos

Marathon I ran on racks up

I'm fuckin that bitch with my strap and my ice on

Big Slime 4 times a Python

This nigga touch me and we slidin all night long



She wanna see how I live so, Imma show her

Bitch I got the bags, like I'ma grower

The clip extended, you know its showin

I just popped some perkies you know I'm rollin

Mix ya bro with exotic it keep me going

Big glock on my hip while I perform

My niggas slide in yo strip with them heaters on

Stunna on fire somebody ring the alarm



It's up like a plane

My lil nigga wanted some stain

He don't want no smoke that nigga want fame

We'll smoke a nigga like mary jane

GBE I let it bang

BDB rich youngin fucked up the game

Big Stunna dope like Eddie Kane

You say you want my chain then we want ya brain

I spent twenty racks on the case

Fuck it bitch I got the racks in the bank

Water my rollie my wrist in the sink

Flocka four times I go hard in the paint

Baby j scrap em up With that K

Smoke a nigga in public like we in LA

You playin you get shot in yo muthafuckin face

Give a fuck what you heard about back in the day

Wherever you want with it

I won't show a bitch no pity

Shit easy as cake bitch I go bape

They might mistake me for a Gorilla

Chosen one bitch Imma go getter

If I want her Imma go get her

You wanna killed bout a hoe nigga

Nah Ion want yo hoe nigga



Bitch I'm from the four nigga

You always see Stunna with four niggas

Or more niggas

That's four more pistols

I'm the goat I won't go like no hoe nigga

Green light it's a go

2020 I need twenty for a show nigga

Matter a fact twenty-five or more nigga

I went big but I'm finna go bigger

That young nigga got money like a old nigga

On gang nigga


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