Oh yeah I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
Imma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh baby so damn fine
Move
Baby move
Yeah I like when you grind up
On me on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living
I know imma blow so please leave me alone
She came to my show cause she know imma star
Oh she giving me dome while I'm driving my car
I be feeling like Paul McCartney
Imma get far
When I walk in yeah
When I walk in oh
They all know when I show up I'm the man
Oh
No bitch no bitch is safe
When I'm around yeah I am to blame
Oh
I am to blame, I am to blame oh oh
I ain't ashamed, I ain't ashamed
They not the same
They not the same
Like you
Oh yeah I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
Imma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh baby so damn fine
Move
Baby move
Yeah I like when you grind up
On me on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living
Imma get a milli before I die
I got hella bad bitches but not enough time
To spend with you
Or with you oh true oh
I am up next yeah
They want me for dead
Yeah Hang up the phone, Hang up the phone
I don't want you not anymore
I just do this all on my own
Never needed anyone no
You won't understand the lifestyle I live
Hop in the McLaren I know I'm in the ship
Imma cop a new AMG Mercedes
Feeling like Lewis Hamilton no faking
Oh oh
I know they hating on my success oh oh
Oh yeah I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
Imma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh baby so damn fine
Move
Baby move
Yeah I like when you grind up
On me on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living