STUNNAMAN (Explicit) - Birdman/Roddy Ricch/Lil Wayne

Lyrics by：Bryan Williams/Rodrick Moore/Dwayne Carter/Daniel Lebrun/Timur Saifullin

Composed by：Bryan Williams/Rodrick Moore/Dwayne Carter/Daniel Lebrun/Timur Saifullin

Roddy Ricch：

Woo-woo-woo woo-woo

Woo-woo-woo woo

Woo-woo-woo woo-woo

Woo-woo-woo woo

D-Roc

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 f**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

Got a Ferrari when I drive through the hills

All of my n***as outside for real

I'm 'bout to s**t on n***as diarrhea

It's a lot of fake n***as I'ma die real

I be hanging outside with guerillas

Lost my dawg wanna die with my n***as

N***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

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 f**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

Birdman：

Cap a slingshot on eighty s**t cherry wood in all my whips

Do it big that label s**t

Created s**t but stayed hood rich

Stayed rich

That's how we lace this s**t get money stay break a b***h

At the top of hill another shootout

With a hundred mil' we weighed that s**t

We weighed that s**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 n***a Roberto Cavalli marble floors

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 f**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

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

W**d so good I tensed up on it

Lil' ho tryna inch up on me while my b***h 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 p***y on FaceTime

Just found out the President I voted for was already dead slime

Yeah

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 f**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