Top Songs By Stinje
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stinje
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaroslav Farberov
Songwriter
Fetaiaki Teaupa
Songwriter
Lyrics
I just spent a check,
ain’t got nothing left,
just so I could flex on the internet,
just so I could be even more in debt,
just so I could live with more regret,
just met a chick off a Instagram,
but why do all her pics got a filter fam,
catfish when we met didn’t go as planned,
she looked hurt,
but she still lent a helping hand,
she had a bag of the Runtz tho,
jokes up she got served some gelato,
she even had some fake cookie carts,
shit ain’t always what it seems,
you gotta be smart,
dude that sold it to her had some fake cookie chains,
said he got the stuff from Bern and it was straight flame,
well I hate to break it to you,
now the cat is out the bag,
throw that trash in the sewer
yeah the cat’s out the bag,
It’s time to go bro you better call a cab,
ah ha cat’s out the bag,
the jig is up throw up yo white flag,
Yeah, cat’s out the bag,
let me find out you get your weed from chad,
Yeah the cat’s out the bag,
that ain’t it my dude it’s all bad
Holy shits, cat’s out the bag,
I told Stinje we don’t do scale pads,
we out the jag,
these lames is sellin packages
trying to fuck up the brand,
you know we got them ratchets,
it’s trappin counting these bands,
washin these dirty stacks,
bird bathin, doin the dirty bird,
Zkittlez and 41 pay me that rocket,
I need like 53rd,
came from the bottom dirt,
used to kroll noggas and make it work,
now all these bitches twerkin,
now they keep askin,
where all the legal work,
call up Stinje, box for the OT,
want the Runtz OG,
give me like 2 each,
twin called me said he got a drop,
that a young bull gone spend on em,
smokin Gary Payton drop a whole dub,
that’s a whole twenty FN on em,
we don’t take L’s, we smoke L’s,
we in the field no fairy tales,
it’s free June he ain’t got bail,
that’s on my noggas I’ll never bail,
Keep a semi on me slappin LL,
Taught my sons early, no tattletales,
we built to win but we born to fail,
got gun charges no drug sales
yeah the cat’s out the bag,
It’s time to go bro you better call a cab,
ah ha cat’s out the bag,
the jig is up throw up yo white flag,
Yeah, cat’s out the bag,
let me find out you get your weed from chad,
Yeah the cat’s out the bag,
that ain’t it my dude it’s all bad
Written by: Fetaiaki Teaupa, Yaroslav Farberov