Joey Fatts Stunt Lyrics

[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
f*cking 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