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Stunna 4 Vegas

Havin My Way

 

Havin My Way

(album: Big 4x - 2019)


[Stunna 4 Vegas:]
Uh, uh
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Uh, uh, uh

I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough (Huh?)
We open fire, no uppercuts
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there)
He say it's up, it's stuck, uh
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing (Nope)
I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough
We open fire, no uppercuts
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there)
He say it's up, it's stuck
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing

That lil' nigga flex, Hercules (4X)
I'm walking straight in, ain't no searching me (Fuck)
Put this dick on her, she like, "You hurting me"
Glock with a dick, send 'em up, no surgery (Come here)
He got hit with the whole magazine
Want beef with us, you need strategy (Huh)
I hit that nat, she attached to me
I'm with your ho blowing dope off the balcony, uh
I spent your rent on a Moncler (Cash)
I made it back the next day (No cap)
I see through these niggas, x-ray (Fuck)
She give me head, not headaches, uh (Nat nat)
Boy, you in the way, you dead weight (Bitch)
I spend backends on AK's (Blaow)
ARP's and them drake things
I put a rap check on your whole gang (Get 'em out of there)
I really be where they can't hang (Huh?)
Treat an opp block like a gun range (Hah)
I treat a thot thot like she nothing (Ooh)
I came from shit, I make racks off performing (On gang)
And I'm booked like I'm touring (Booked)
All month, backends keep coming (Cash)
Ho called, she say she horny
I'm on the road, I'll be there in the morning (Thot thot)

I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough (Huh?)
We open fire, no uppercuts
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there)
He say it's up, it's stuck, uh
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing (Nope)
I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough
We open fire, no uppercuts (Uh)
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there, Uh)
He say it's up, it's stuck (Uh)
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing (Yeah)

[Young Nudy:]
Pull up in a tank like Master P (Yeah)
Yeah, niggas be after me (Yeah)
I got a .223 with me, yeah
That bitch gon' shoot with me (Yeah)
Y'all niggas dying in the streets tryna play with me
You know I love fucking beats (Yeah)
And I love fucking freaks
Fuck your ho, yeah, to sleep, yeah
And she wanna get geeked
Let that ho sip the double cup, yeah, with me, yeah
And I'm, I'm a king
Paradise East, PDE, yeah (Yeah)
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me when it come to this beef (Uh-uh)
I'm pulling up 'bout four deep
Everybody strapped up with me (Yeah)
We got them thirties and chopsticks (Yeah)
Yeah, nigga, we gon' mop shit (Yeah)
Shoot a motherfucking opp bitch (Yeah)
And middle finger to the cops, bitch (Oh yeah)
On the block I be giving niggas hell
Hell yeah, I'm shell (I'm shell)
Thirty round, nah, nah for real
Y'all niggas know what it is

[Stunna 4 Vegas:]
I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough (Huh?)
We open fire, no uppercuts
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there)
He say it's up, it's stuck, uh
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing (Nope)
I'm having racks and I'm having my way with this shit (Racks)
Is you tryna fuck or what? (Thot thot)
I'm first in line, ain't no runner-up (Fuck)
These niggas act like I ain't done enough
We open fire, no uppercuts
Put him on the plate, he Sunday brunch (Get him out of there)
He say it's up, it's stuck
I'm going in, I ain't going for nothing

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