- Stunna 4 Vegas 4 The Trill 歌词
- Stunna 4 Vegas
- Hey, nigga, where the **** your apron at?
(TZY on some other shit)
(And I got the Yayo)
Ayy, nigga, where the **** is your glizzy at?
Huh?
Uh-huh
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Uh-huh)
Them bitches flock when I appear
I drop a bag, he outta here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his rear
We dressed for Corona on a drill (Uh)
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal
Put one up, go tattletale
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Uh)
Them bitches flock when I appear
I drop a bag, he outta here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his rear
We dressed for Corona on a drill (Uh-huh)
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal (Pah)
Put one up, go tattletale (Yeah)
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill (Yeah)
I cook an opp like I'm the chef (What else?)
Glock 23, it shoot out Steph
Bag to my right, Glock on my left (Grrt)
I up and pop 'til nothin' left (Boo, boo, boo)
Booked up, can't put me on the shelf (Uh-huh)
**** nigga play, we make his bed (Yeah)
We leave a nigga fresh to death
Ayy, come grab that money off your head (Get 'em outta here)
We turn his name into a date
We turn that K into a Drac' (Gang)
We turn his block to a parade
Have lil' 4 layin' where he stay (4X)
I turn his miss into my bitch (Uh-huh)
Free my gang, they innocent (Gang)
Went and got a check, still in the mix
I'm Coach 4, I'll send a blick (I'll send a blick)
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Don't need a grill)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Them bitches flock)
I drop a bag, he outta here
Play with my top, we on his rear (We on his ass)
We dressed for Corona on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal (Boo-boo-boo)
Put one up, go tattletale
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill (My nigga pop 'em for the thrill, bit')
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Uh)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Let's go)
I drop a bag, he outta here
Play with my top, we on his rear (Uh-huh)
We dressed for Corona on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal (Boo-boo-boo)
Put one up, go tattletale
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill
I take her down, I'm on them pills (Thot, thot)
We raw 'em out, want overkill (Bitch, come here)
We walk 'em down soon as we see 'em (Uh-huh)
Peanut and Deebo love to spin (They love to spin)
I'm probably with Glock, I keep a ten (Bah)
Can't buy an opp, just spend a ten (Come here)
I ain't ****in' that thot unless she bring her friend (Uh-uh)
We be beatin' they block, it sound like a band (Boo-boo-boo-boo)
Uh, hit a bitch, I keep a pipe (Uh)
He get peter-rolled
I got green on me like Peter Pan (Uh)
Give the green, they go (Go)
**** a diss, we up the score (Let's go)
Get off my dick, it's for your ho (Ha)
We step on him like he the floor
We drop him off, he droppin' low
Drop a destination (Uh), we drop an opp, celebration
We hit his block (Boo-boo, vroom-vroom)
And decorate it, uh
Bitch, I stay with my fire (I stay with my fire)
We ain't never separated (Nah)
Up and hit, no hesitatin'
I had my stick at graduation (Y'all niggas cap)
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Don't need a grill)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Them bitches flock)
I drop a bag, he outta here
Play with my top, we on his rear (We on his ass)
We dressed for Corona on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal (Boo-boo-boo)
Put one up, go tattletale (Let's put one up)
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill (My nigga pop 'em for the thrill, bit')
We cook an opp, don't need a grill (Uh-huh)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Let's go)
I drop a bag, he outta here
Play with my top, we on his rear (Uh-huh)
We dressed for Corona on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that's sex appeal (Boo-boo-boo)
Put one up, go tattletale
My nigga pop 'em for the thrill
Uh, it's 4X
Yeah, I signed
I still ride with iron, uh-huh
I'm tryna drop some money on my opps, but them niggas high
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Nah, for real, Welcome To 4 Vegas, bitch
Home of the takers, niggas
Where we be takin' shit
Try to take somethin', nigga
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