krb-draco - Stunna

Yeah, K.R.B back on these beats, man Every time I rap, you know it's heat , gang
When I step out the crib, left clothing on my T man
Yeah, T.I.C. the flex god
Yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner

Pull up to my mumma crib, pockets full of hundreds
She say I'm tough like my daddy, she see how I'm comin
Yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner
Pull up to my mumma crib, pockets full of hundreds

She say I'm tough like my daddy, she see how I'm comin
She see the work I'm doin', she say that I'm number one
And yeah, I ain't even give a fuck, I got a vision
Go and get it, talk about my mumma

Yeah, if you live then it's a blessing
I ain't even give a fuck, I got bad bitches
On my phone, yeah, shorty's tryna text me
Yeah, I got a shorty and I'm protective about it

I ain't even give a fuck, talk about her, I cop a body
If you try to run up on me, he better be talkin' properly
We ain't talkin' on the net, we outside and we be poppin'
Yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner

Pull up to my mumma crib, pockets full of hundreds
She say I'm tough like my daddy, she see how I'm comin
She see the work I'm doin', she say that I'm number one
And yeah, I got two women in my life, they the main ones

Yeah, I got my bad shorty, yeah, and my fuckin' mum
Talk about my ladies, yeah, quickest way to get it done
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pull up, yeah, your life gon' be done
Yeah, I ain't give a fuck, I ain't take no disrespect

Talk about my two ladies, quickest way to get you wet
Yeah, get yourself up in a bag
Yeah, my mumma say that I'm tough, yeah, just like my dad
And you want the shit, yeah, that I fuckin' have, yeah

So these haters mad, yeah, cause I'm in the bag, yeah
Hold on, yeah, because I'm in the bag, yeah
Now these haters mad, they want what I fuckin' have, yeah
Yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner

Pull up to my mumma crib, pockets full of hundreds
She say I'm tough like my daddy, she see how I'm comin
She see the work I'm doin', she say that I'm number one
Talk about my two ladies, then I just get the gunnin , yeah

I don't take no disrespect, I don't take no disrespect
Talk about my two ladies, quickest way to get you wet
Yeah, just like I said, I ain't take no disrespect
Yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner

Pull up to my mumma crib, pockets full of hundreds
She say I'm tough like my daddy, she see how I'm comin
She see the work I'm doin', she say that I'm number one
All these haters mad, these bitches want what I got, yeah

Told them get to workin' and go get to your spot, yeah
If you talk about my mumma , pop you with the Glock, yeah
Yeah, yeah, if you talk about my mumma, pop you with the Glock
All these haters actin' mad, cause they want what I got, yeah

My mumma say I got a spot at the top, yeah
She so, she so, she so, yeah
Yeah, she told me keep workin', because I'm comin' in hot, yeah
Yeah, yeah, they get dropped if they try to take what I got, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, my mumma say, oh yeah, man, my sons a stunner
Pull up to my momma crib, pockets full of hundreds

Written by:
Quinn James

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