Stuntman

[Intro] Waddup, straight [Hook] What's the deal, ain't got a deal Hollywood hills, we niggas for real 75 million records sold, don't matter if I'm hot or cold You a silver nigga, ain't going gold, you sitting out, you growing mould [Verse 1] Do you really need me to go run down my resume I do it for real and I don't know no better way And I pray everyday cause I know he gon make a way I am the coach and I know how to make a play Send way to the venue, Korean food on my menu What you here for, we ain't send for you I'm Safaree nigga, who the fuck are you This west wing, and I'm VIP I'm Stuntman, I'm SB, I don't know you, but how you know me? We ain't done yet, straight, hold up I'm doing my sit ups get ready for summer I'm in the business waiting for commas In the bushes waiting for come ups Heading to the bank to cash all these commas [Hook] [Verse 2] Beez In the Trap, oh yeah I got a platinum plaque I looked at my email and I got the beat for that I ain't trippin' my nigga, I promise I'm over that My life is a movie but I don't know how to act Stuntman, I'm one man Solo nigga, I don't need a band This is soccer nigga, I don't need a hand You see how I see it, You see how I call it Changed up my number, nobody can call it So much money, ain't no room in my wallet Shot of patron like a damn alcoholic Sling shot with Travis Kr8ts Ice so wet, feel like a lake God damn, I need a break Crab dinners for 58, bout to bring back Ricki Lake Ricky Bobby, Christ sakes It's back to my roots so I land in Jamaica 48 and a mule, bought me some acres Gold blocks, I'm feeling my safe up Go call a baker, getting my cake up I am the sun, you niggas should wake up When I say sun, I ain't talking about Jacob No cover up, I don't do make up Calling up mars, you taking up space Do me a favour, get out of my face You niggas is fake, do me a favour and get out of my face