LIRIK LAGU WIZ KHALIFA - STUNTIN

Yeah, y’all already know, 
When I walk the f-ck back 
You can’t act like that ain’t the flyest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthaf-ckin sorry a-s life 

[Chorus] 
Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen 
Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans 
That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone 
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone 
Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) 
no sleep (sleep) 
I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) 
I got my truck on blast 
Hear me when I roll through 
Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to 

Stunt’n like I’m supposed to 
Ridin’ with my hat cocked 
Smokin’ something good 3 blunts and I’m smacked out 
All city on smash, game on padlock 
26 inch rims, chrome ‘em on the matchbox 
6 bad hoes man I can’t choose one 
3 cell phones I just can’t use one 
You see how often I spit 
You just off bread hun 
This the sh-t they can’t do young 
Talk fly if you look ‘em in the air 
Too young, you wonder where I got these Gucci pair of shoes from 
A lot of yall mad 
To me it’s just funny 
I see why yall hatin man and the hoes just love me 
And you know I’m gettin’ shhh 
F-ck it I ain’t gotta say it 
The tab taken care of n-gga I ain’t gotta pay it 
Yea, I’m all day with it, year round 
I bet if you was here now 

[Chorus] 
Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen 
Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans 
That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone 
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone 
Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) 
no sleep (sleep) 
I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) 
I got my truck on blast 
Hear me when I roll through 
Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to 

[Verse 2] 
Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up 
me I ride clean, neck froze up 
bad b-tch on the side 
my n-ggas all rich 
foreign whips what they drive 
yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too 
see them guys with me? they gettin’ money too 
ride 22′s and got heat so 
if a n-gga try me you a big prob you runnin’ into 
I smoke a lot need blunt or 2 
at a time whole pounds I be runnin’ through 
yea, I got a dime b-tch coming through 
cuz I pimp like I’m supoosed to 
wonder how I get it like this, I could show you 
but it’s all leather in the whip when I roll through 
this year I’m a get sh-t cleared 
take a look at this kid 

[Chorus] 
Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen 
Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans 
That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone 
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone 
Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) 
no sleep (sleep) 
I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) 
I got my truck on blast 
Hear me when I roll through 
Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to