Lil $tunt - $tuntin' Lyrics

(Man, I think I'm Jesus, I don't need this, f*cking Beavis)
(Always butting heads, I'ma chop the dreads off you)
(I'ma leave 'em in the street like something awful)
(In the house like they's a waffle, I done stay out my bed)
(Stay out my head, if I'm stopping then I'm dead)
(Always toting my lead, yeah, I keep it on me)
(I ain't holding my nine in my left hand)
(I ain't shoot with my nine in my left hand)
Making these tracks that sound like money
Ain't shit funny, in the snow with some bunnies, nose is runny
Gave her D like Sunny, though I'm moving like a mummy
F*ck the world then I leave it on they tummies
Turn into McFly in this bitch, ain't no Marty
Sending birds into the party, I ain't tap no hoe
Emergency code if it's shit going left
Ain't no rest for the weary, I ain't trust no hoe
Don't ever trust no hoe, they getting off by your submission
My position ain't changing, shooting shots like we out ranging
Singing out the pain, they ain't relating
Heavy be the head that be wearing the crown
Letting it sound, why I'm flexing off my town
I done got lost and then I found
Ain't no love for you, ain't no love for me
I'm an anomaly, kicking like I'm Tommy Lee, yeah
Threatening through harmonies, I was on they properties
Tryna come up properly, ain't nobody stopping me
Think it through like Socrates, power through, Hercules
My heel on Achilles, bitch, out the park like I'm Phillies
Taking pillies, man, I'm really out of wack
You ain't getting shit back, I'm Rico Nasty, bitch-slap
Take 'em out the back, yeah, this ain't just rap
Take 'em out the back, nah, this ain't just trap
Man, I think I'm Jesus, I don't need this, f*cking Beavis
Always butting heads, I'ma chop the dreads off you
I'ma leave 'em in the street like something awful
In the house like they's a waffle, I done stay out my bed
You gon' stay out my head, if I'm stopping then I'm dead
Always toting my lead, yeah, I keep it on me
I ain't holding my nine in my left hand
I ain't shoot with my nine in my left hand
(Man, I think I'm Jesus, I don't need this, f*cking Beavis)
(Always butting heads, I'ma chop the dreads off you)
(I'ma leave 'em in the street like something awful)
(In the house like they's a waffle, I done stay out my bed)
(You gon' stay out my head, if I'm stopping then I'm dead)
(Always toting my lead, yeah, I keep it on me)
(I ain't holding my nine in my left hand)
(I ain't shoot with my nine in my left hand)
Turn into McFly in this bitch, ain't no Marty
Sending birds into the party, I ain't tap no hoe
Emergency code if it's shit going left
Ain't no rest for the weary, I ain't trust no hoe
Even if I ain't get it off this shit, I'ma run it up
Off hella pillies, gotta get myself straight
Set this shit straight, why they acting so serious
You could see it in my face, gotta let 'em know they couldn't get away
F*ck your EBT, we getting off the street
Got 'em dancing like it's Glee, keep your hands where I can see 'em
I'm in pain, don't call me Liam, I'm a rookie of the season
But I'm hella seasoned, I'm a king like I'm a Stephen
Making these tracks that sound like money
Ain't shit funny, in the snow with some bunnies, nose is runny
Gave her D like Sunny, though I'm moving like a mummy
F*ck the world, I'ma leave it on they tummies
Turn into McFly in this bitch, ain't no Marty
Sending birds into the party, I ain't tap no hoe
It's an emergency code if it's shit going left
Ain't no rest for the weary, I ain't trust in no hoe
Never trust in no hoe, they getting off by your submission
My position ain't changing, shooting shots like we out ranging
I been singing out the pain, they ain't been relating
Heavy be the head that be wearing the crown
(Letting it sound, why I'm flexing off my town)
(I done got lost and then I found)
(Ain't no love for you, ain't no love for me)
(I'm an anomaly, kicking like I'm Tommy Lee)