Top Songs By Stunna 4 Vegas
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stunna 4 Vegas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalick Caldwell
Songwriter
Antwain Fox
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Producer 20
Producer
Kevin Mccloskey
Mixing Engineer
Antwain L Fox
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got 20 on my beat
Uh, I got 20 on my beat, huh?
Four times, four times, gang
Uh, uh, uh (4 Way, you get this **** the Glo way), uh
[Verse 2]
****a **** and his clique too (**** a **** and his clique)
We beat a **** drunk or draw down
That's how my clique move, uh, uh (Huh? Come here)
I got millions on my mental (Cash)
I just signed a deal, I'll still slide in a rental (Uh, uh, uh, bow)
[Verse 3]
Uh, diss who? (Huh?)
Diss me, we gon' make your family miss you (Poof)
Thought I was a referee, Lil' Stunna too official
Lil' thot can **** and **** but no, I won't kiss you (Thot, thot)
Uh, I won't miss you (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I won't leave the house without my pistol (I won't)
Go back and forth with the rappin'
My lil' **** gon' get you, uh (Get him outta here)
Try and flip you, they blitz you
I bet you wish you wouldn't got into this **** (Come here, huh?)
When they at your door like the rent due, yeah (Bow-bow-bow)
I can't spoil a **** , fool (Uh)
[Verse 5]
I get it back and cash out at the mall
Spent three racks on a fit, ooh (Yuh)
****it, I might buy a Glock too (Uh, uh)
I ain't nothin' like these friendly-**** rappers
I'm not with you, I'm against you
Overlap 'em, I'm fin' to (Yeah)
My punchlines hit like the stick move (Yeah)
She wanna ****, she get hit with the spin move (Huh?)
Give me your mouth, your dental (Thot, thot)
[Verse 6]
She **** the **** till I'm finished (Yeah)
Uh, she **** me in minutes (Uh)
I cannot hate 'cause I get cake
He want a verse, I need 10K (Ha)
Cash, I ran through plenty
Rich youngin', I come turn up in your city for a twenty
[Verse 7]
Ooh, I got on my beat, 20, Glock 23 hold 22
Don't tell me what you finna do
Go with your move, we do a **** pitiful (Yeah)
I ain't tryna talk with my revenue
Can't come to my avenue (Gang)
[Verse 8]
I'm on a roll, I'm travelin'
Two gigs one night, that's a bag or two
That get spent on designer shoes, uh (Uh)
And designer ****, rockstar my feet
Balenciaga kicks (Uh)
A in for my bros what I'm tryna get (Huh?)
Then a **** got rich, y'all punched me in
[Verse 9]
Hang with the opps, you one of them
Play with this **** and we up on them
Four times, they know not to **** with them (Four times)
Uh, they like, "Stunna, where the **** your mixtape?"
Hol' up, ****, get off my ****
I'm finna **** yo' **** face (Yo' ****, *****)
[Verse 10]
I'ma drop that **** when I want to, ****, wait (Huh, huh?)
He a whole dub, eat him up, he a fish plate (Come here)
Pops shoulda used a rubber, ****, you a mistake
Punch me in, call me Mister One Take (Punch me in)
She get off work, eat that **** up for lunch break (Thot)
I don't give a **** what they gon' say
Play it, get sent up like blessings on a Sunday, huh?
Written by: Antwain L Fox, Khalick Caldwell