stunt (when I see u)

Wow (wow) I wish you niggas would be serious Stent (when I see u) Yuh Must I murk these boys for the one time? Mouth full of gold, like I'm Just-Ice Niggas said "Fuck change" Should've said "Fuck Life" Take you off this earth for nothing it's still fuck the other side Turn your name into dirt with one rhyme, two mics, check it three times It sound nice, now where was I? Buffalo Stance be how we stand, probably look unkind Mentally been many places, but I'm from the sunshine Now what's ya life like? You on them 4's Huh? You got your deal, you finna go and treat ya nose, huh? She fucked another nigga, you can't let her go, huh? You ain't gon' let no nigga play you, 'bout your dough, huh? Stop playing Who ever said they the best, shit, they ain't heard of we Nah we off of that You told the whole world, lady We ain't ya average toe tappers, my sole A-1 Had the industry buzzing, since day one That's on the low though, but you would never know though The funds coming from tour runs, and the Venmo My tape popping, you depoping, what that mean though? My fees low, 50-50 gimme those We just did a show with Courtney B, and the homie Lucy Dacus We ain't leaving home until the fees is doubled, and the flights is covered Fuck the standard, tell me what you getting? Tell me how you living? Still getting jerked for what it's worth The labels made it worse I done ran through Glouce, Gucci's and a Barbour coat First name basis out in Drake's on the Savile Row Menzies on my Face, cold, acetate Italian made Remind me what was your name? I'm finna get ghost That golf spin corners like I'm really on the autobahn Freespeed, tires smoking like some fucking gauloises You niggas is jokes, my strap stowed in the armoire I call it my rainy day, in case these niggas wanna play We really don't believe you, you need more people Gold on my teeth, I'ma stunt when I see you Stunt when I want to, stunt when I need to Pulled a ill fade now I stunt, yo I might put some diamonds on my wrist South London bunnies always jumping for my hit list Freeze, you a misfit, breeze in a instant 'Cause I don't need no rep, talking 'bout Vonne be on they pimp shit Please, got a main bitch at home, she rock Margiela Cologne I rock Chanel Number five, you smell it in all my clothes This that Gulf Coast Soul, Post-Punk Crunk Music Boy, better Know, like my name Frisco, whoa Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play I sell it to you straight before I ever tell a fake Walk in the room, screw face, make 'em faint Ain't hard to tell that my name hold weight, that's change Golden flow, ya hoes'll know, yeah Bass Penny Loafers, Teeth Rosey Gold, yeah I once knew some niggas down the curb, with smoke Couldn't hear you over the crowd at the London show Playing, niggas in Paris, béarnaise on all my steaks We running through TSA, we making runaway plays You tried the crepes, they're fucking great, thanks Bitch Golden Flow, ya hoes'll know, yeah Bass Penny Loafers, Teeth Rosey Gold I once knew some niggas down the curb with smoke Couldn't hear you over the crowd at the London show Playing, niggas in Paris, Béarnaise on all my steaks We running through TSA, we making runaway plays You tried the crepes, they're fucking great, thanks Bitch Stent (you sick)