Birdman - Stunnaman lyrics

[Intro: Roddy Ricch] Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo Woo-woo-woo, woo Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo Woo-woo-woo, woo (D-Roc) [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jakes Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out a check, I'ma fu*k up, huh And I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls [Verse 1: Roddy Ricch] Got a Ferrari when I drive through the hills All of my ni**as outside for real I'm 'bout to sh*t on ni**as, diarrhea It's a lot of fake ni**as, I'ma die real I be hanging outside with guerillas Lost my dawg, wanna die with my ni**as ni**as rather be fly than realer And if the opps wanna slide, get hit up I'm in the gang for the dirty-dirty My right hand keep a .30 clip I done did some time with the murderers I ain't gotta shine on purpose, huh Platinum every time I put out (Put out) Trap house lookin' like a cookout (Cookout) He creepin' up, get the red dot, headshot [Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Birdman] I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jakes Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out a check, I'ma fu*k up, huh And I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Stunna) Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Rich Gang) [Verse 2: Birdman] Cap a slingshot on eighty sh*t, cherry wood in all my whips Do it big, that label sh*t Created sh*t but stayed hood rich (Stayed rich) That's how we lace this sh*t, get money, stay break a b*tch At the top of hill, another shootout With a hundred mil', we weighed that sh*t (We weighed that sh*t) Chanel bag, jewelries be hundred or mo' (Hundreds or mo') And I got my whole hood on go (Hood on go) Bird call, I hit a lace then got ghost (Got ghost) Rich ni**a, Roberto Cavalli, marble floors [Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Birdman & Lil Wayne] I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship (Blatt) We was runnin' outside from the jakes Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out a check, I'ma fu*k up, huh And I got the whole hood on go (Yeah) Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze (Yeah, yeah) Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Down to my toes) Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Uh) [Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Roddy Ricch] Stunnaman, stunnaman, bulletproof Cullinan Chrome Heart bust down, I weigh it underhand Spent a couple hunnid bands, that was just for the band Put a dirty hundred grand up in the laundry bag 'Bout to pop another Xan', 'bout to smoke a hundred grams I'ma be who I am, you are not what I am Lit like the light at the end of the tunnel, man But the light just might be a train comin', man I had to spend some money to win some money I had the rooftop down but still had the tints up on it Weed so good, I tensed up on it Lil' ho tryna inch up on me while my b*tch up on me Rose gold look like ketchup on me I let that chopper ring with no holy matrimony All red like Patrick, homie Redbone, got her lashes on me I can't even sleep tight without a million cash inside the mattress, homie Told bae I'm in the booth, you gon' have to play with the pussy on FaceTime Just found out the President I voted for was already dead, slime (Yeah) [Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Lil Wayne] I bought a white Bentayga (Yeah) Had to creep through the night in the spaceship (Yeah) We was runnin' outside from the jakes (Yeah) Now I put a lot of ice in the face (Yeah) Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut (Yeah, yeah) And I got a ride with the tuck-up (Yeah, yeah) Gave a hundred racks to my brother (Yeah, yeah) Pop out a check, I'ma fu*k up (Yeah, yeah), huh (Huh) And I got the whole hood on go (Whole hood on go) Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze (Froze) Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Down to my toes) Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Mula)