Stunt - Joey Fatts

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

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

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

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

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