Murder Team*Stunna 4 Vegas

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[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
[?] on the track
Uh

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Pull up in that 'Cat, smashin' (Uh-huh)
Two hundred on it, I'm doin' the dash (Uh, uh)
I can't believe how far I made
When I was a jit, I was movin' too fast (I was movin' too fast)
They clled me a clown in my classes (Fuck)
Ayy, bitch, I got rich, the fastest (Ayy, bitch, I got rich)
Nigga play with that shit and it's Madden
I drop that boy, don't make me get in my bag (Don't make me do it)
Bitch, I'm from that four, 4 test 'em (4X)
I turn that ho down if she classy (Thot, thot)
If I fuck her, she one of the baddest (Uh, uh)
I make a bougie ho get nasty (Get nasty)
Bitch, I'm from the rags on rags
[?] feel like "Go, go get" (Brat)
R.I.P, they talkin' toe-taggin' (Gang)
I make 'em run that shit back like [?] (Uh)

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Bitch try to tell mе I glow, though (Yup)
She wanna fuck 'cause my wrist froze (Okay)
Hе say he steppin', it be ten toes (Uh-huh)
Niggas don't want no smoke, they be dissin' and get [?] (Uh-huh)
He prolly mad 'cause I'm callin' his bitch, homie (Thot)
Push yo' jacket, lil' ho, we get big dough (Uh, uh)
I came from nothin', but went global (Bitch)
Worth some Ms, I still walk with that stick on me (Prr)
I dump and reload, rich homie (Boom)
I get the itch and it's Perc' on me (Uh, uh)
I stay with the bag like the Percs on me (Cash)
Make me go in my bag, then gon' burn some' (Bah, bah)
Hit the ho and I leave, she worked up (Thot)
She got work, when I left, it hurt (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He never seen a murder (Uh-uh)
Uh, lil' bitch, I get clean (Ayy, bitch, I get clean)
He jumped in that fire and got burnt up (Come here)
High off my mind, I'm turnt up (Huh?)
Lil' Stunna hot like a furnace (Uh-huh)
Whole lotta sticks in this bitch with no permits (Uh, uh-huh)
I'm sicky, lil' bitch, I might bite 'em (Uh)
This shit took some time, the guys (Uh-huh)
Bitch, real slime, we 'bout violence (Uh-huh)
Nigga play with 4X and we bomin' (Uh, come here)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Pull up in that 'Cat, smashin'
Two hundred on it, I'm doin' the dash
I can't believe how far I made
When I was a jit, I was movin' too fast (Brat)
They callled me a clown in my classes (Fuck)
Ayy, bitch, I got rich, the fastest (Ayy, bitch, I got rich)
Nigga play with that shit and it's Madden
I drop that boy, don't make me get in my bag (Ayy, don't make me do it)
Bitch, I'm from that four, 4 test 'em(4X)
I turn that ho down if she classy (Thot, thot)
If I fuck her, she one of the baddest (Thot)
I make a bougie ho get nasty (Get nasty)
Bitch, I'm from the rags on rags
[?] feel like "Go, go get" (Brrt)
R.I.P, they talkin' toe-taggin' (Gang)
I make 'em run that shit back like [?] (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Nigga know how I'm bomin', lil' nigga
We strapped with that fire for they money, lil' nigga
Ain't gon' shoot when I walk, put my hands on trigger
4KTrey, when we catch 'em, we dumpin', we spin 'em
Go bodies on bodies, you know we murder team (Yup)
On the top of his head put a hundred cheese
Spent three hundred in cash on that white machine
Turn my Patek to water, don't play with me (Don't play)
.30 Glock when I drive, that stay with me (Stay)
She wan' swim in that water, I take it deep (Fuck)
I be keepin' it real, you gon' fuck anybody
And that's how I feel, I done ran up that money
Now she wanna lay with me, poured up a hundred
Keep poles like a plumber, I prolly be runnin' nowhere with K on me
Who the fuck gon' tell me some' when I come from the bottom? You know we body it, homie

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Pull up in that 'Cat, smashin'
Two hundred on it, I'm doin' the dash
I can't believe how far I made
When I was a jit, I was movin' too fast (Brat)
They called me a clown in my classes (Fuck)
Ayy, bitch, I got rich, the fastest (Ayy, bitch, I got rich)
Nigga play with that shit and it's Madden
I drop that boy, don't make me get in my bag (Ayy, don't make me do it)