Stunt-Man (Prod. Bomb Squad)

2 Phone do his own stunt

2 Phone do his own stunt

Phone nigga do my own stunts

Ay, Sailor Moon we spooned under the lunar

Rick Owens space suit let her swoon in my Pluto wrist

Paint her face, Basquiat in her uterus

Agent slade hall of fame, I paid two hundred

Codeine Castle, red women like Stanis

Bling bling mad king you know I do magic

Stick to the code my hand go Jaime Lannister

Know that you want it same nigga from Calenders

But

Tennis bracelet my left hand

Cuban Link, right hand

That mean I dictate with my right, and my left touch racks

I rubber band all that, rub 'em out I'm a stunt man

Fuckin' no rubber off that, got a rubber band bottom on fake Raf

I stunt on a bitch shawty, I'm kickin' these new drills

Look at my chain shawty, look at my bracelet

I kick too much flav' shawty, might get you a new wrist

You know I'm a stunt man, I make you do flips

You can get back with that bullshit

You can get whacked, boy we can shoot shit

All yo' ass do is flag you should turn Crip

I might come out the blue, turn your shirt red

I might chop my weight up on my new flex, Pidgeot I'm evolved on my bird shit

Pokemon, I might go to a new gym

Pokestop my car top got a new egg

Kobe with it, but I keep me a Piston

She sucked on my dick and the sim' nigga kissed her

No Tia & Tamera, I keep me a sister

Rodger in your window and I come and hit ya'

Double S boy you know the militia, if you fuck around hang you up like a picture

She sucked on my dick while you text her you miss her

I get in at LIV, in the VIP with my pistol

I stunt on a bitch shawty, I'm kickin' these new drills

Look at my chain shawty, look at my bracelet

I kick too much flav' shawty, might get you a new wrist

You know I'm a stunt man, I make you do flips

You know I'm a stunt man, I do my own trip

You know I'm a stunt man, I make you do flips

Stunt on 'em (x16)