Top Songs By Stunna 4 Vegas
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stunna 4 Vegas
Vocals
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Kirk
Songwriter
Khalick Caldwell
Songwriter
Anthony L. Mosley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Mccloskey
Mixing Engineer
DJ Kid
Recording Engineer
Anthony L. Mosley
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got my young **** rich in six months
Play with me, get your **** bust (No cap)
I'm on the tour bus getting my ****
By a **** with a big butt (Yeah)
I like my **** to be freaks, nasty
**** all that going to sleep, smashing
They like to wear the same thing like they twins
Don't tell me your name, ****, I'm calling you Ashley (Hah)
The other one Mary-Kate
I'm a **** who started in Section 8 (Eight)
Shout out to my mama, she got up out it
Come touch me without dying, I highly doubt it (Hah)
You know I'm on sight with this **** (Sight)
Lose a fight, I get life in this **** (Yeah)
You know I ain't lettin' that slide
I don't pay 'em no mind when they typing and **** (Let's go)
[Verse 2]
He probably mad 'cause Big 4X
And Stunna put pipe in his **** (Uh)
I one-night her, no likin' the ****
Ain't no typin' or fightin', I'ma strike me a **** (C'mon)
Yeah, I make her **** the whole clique (Uh)
Lil' freak, she **** the whole **** (Uh, uh)
I have a **** wide open (Huh)
She like, "This lil' **** Stunna controlling" (****)
Stunna the one, I'm chosen (Yeah)
In the mall, my stick poking (Uh)
Play, leave your **** split open
Put his soul in the sky, make you sit, floating
That **** they kick bogus
Act tough, my jit smoke 'em (Gang)
I'm waiting on a **** to trip on me
I'ma just empty the clip on 'em
[Verse 3]
Cross your boy out, hit a lick on him (****)
Stick her tongue out her mouth, put my **** on it (Uh)
And you can get popped wherever I shop
In the mall with a knot and a stick on me (Yeah)
I need a coupon for that **** (Why?)
'Cause you know I'm not paying for it
I **** 'round and beat up a hater
Choke me a lil' **** out like it's Baby Boy (Yeah)
My **** like Yvette, mmh, lil' ghetto thing (Huh?)
**** 'round and get her wedding ring
She know I ain't nothing like Jodeci
She ride my **** like I'm a pony
I pop out and let off like Tony (Brrt)
Oh, you wanna play? (Uh-huh)
Now I'm getting like fifty a show (Uh-huh)
And I just did like two of 'em today (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
He better watch what he say, uh (On gang)
I throw my youngin some change
He hop on your **** like I hop on a plane, Jane
These **** having that drip, but really be **** and really be lame (****)
Big dawg, I can't be tamed
We won't talk, I get them staked, on gang (Uh)
My lil' **** itching for stain (Uh, uh)
No dates, put **** in her face (Thot thot)
Watch out, we got sticks in the place (Fire)
No pencil, I get 'em erased
Won't cuff her, I **** her, then she get replaced (Ooh)
Like move, ****, give me some space (Move)
She got her hand by my waist (Ooh)
She just wanna **** on a rich youngin
**** it, I'ma give her a taste (Ugh, ugh)
[Verse 5]
Uh, **** that (****)
Don't spit my nut out, get my **** back (The ****?)
I'm killing this **** from the back, I break her
Make her walk out with a hunchback (Yeah)
I call this **** Quasi, no Modo (I'm tired)
Looking too drowsy, no photo (I'm firin')
On you and your partner, you know ain't no stoppin'
I stay on green light, I'm on go mode
I came and **** up the mother**** game
Did my mother**** thing
They ain't know, now they know though
[Verse 6]
Uh, I got the rap game in a chokehold (Choke)
I be fresh to death, so, so (Ooh)
Clean on a ****, don't get too close (Uh)
We can't kiss, that's a no-no (Nope)
Ain't finna rap beef with no bozo (Nope)
These lil' **** just want some promo (****)
I get back on that **** **** (**** ****)
BDB Ent, we run **** (Gang)
Don't mention me, they gon' touch you (Huh?)
You ain't slanging iron, why you clutching? (Huh?)
And we with all that dumb **** (Yeah)
No IG, we ain't finna buffer (Nope)
We catch 'em and up **** (Come here)
**** all that talking and fussing (On gang)
Written by: Anthony Lesean Mosley, DaBaby, Khalick Caldwell