M11SON - Stunt Lyrics

Light a candle it's my first birthday at the top
Put it on the cake, dirt pay has been struck
Your game ain't enough bird brain
I'm a preying mantis, I stay enchanted, by way of magic in goin gainst the grains of
Sand in the hour glass, ah
I'm just kiddin like a sour patch, ah
This a banger for yo candy ass
Wasted like a fanny pack
Punchlines they'res so manny packed in ow
I bet your panties wet
Dick big but my buzz small
I done taken more shots than a gun store
I done failed more times than a dumb bul
But I swear my flow is dumb bul
Haters askin are you done bul
Hell no, shit stickin like Velcro
In ya ear bluetooth to a cellphone
Bar after bar after bar if I sell more
Spotify gon need to pay a bail bond hail God
Honey take a knee
This 'The Hardest Thing' since 98 Degrees, sheesh
Ran the underground now the streets please
From the land to land to the to the sea,see

Sometimes you gotta stunt on em, sometimes you gotta floss
Sometimes you gotta stunt on em, sometimes you gotta boss up
Sometimes you gotta stunt on em, sometimes you gotta floss
Sometimes you gotta stunt on em, sometimes you gotta stunt stunt stunt stunt

You can catch this fade quick like a cocky barber
Strong enough to pull the sword from the stone and not be Arthur
Stab Lance-lot with it through his body armor
Then write a 16, with his blood as it's ink
Dripping like the font on the flyer for Rocky Horror
Picture Show(s) like this alone could change the whole system
Diabolically god its Scientology I made my own wisdom
Whats hanging out my mouth like Razor Ramon's pick was
Stupid like Raven Symones slip ups
Able to flow without a label to owe shit cuz
It's makin a whole grip just to pay for your own stick up
Kick dust, while I spit nuff lyrics the mic will get rust
Say cheese for the guy who got the sauce but ain't Chi like thick crust
The scene gon member me, picking up women at chemotherapy I'm a sick fuck
Tall light skinned heart throb I'm Boris Ko with the purest flow
Whorish hoes 'Don't Know Why I Didn't Call' like Norah Jones
Chorus quotes, at my window tappin on the glass like we poured a toast
Then we poured a toast
Cheers to a cold day in hell before the bul take an L... ew

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