BoutaDolla - Stuntin' Lyrics

I been ballin, baby I been stunin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I been counting money
I been counting money
Boutadolla, you know that ion counting money
Yea yea aye
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
I been ballin' hard baby, and I been stunting yea
I've been juggin', finessin', and I been hustlin
We ain't waitin' for you, we on the come up, yeah
Runnin' up a check, I'm just tryna get all my funds up, and
We could party all night until the sun up, and
Sip Bacardi on ice and pour the rum up, and
Pussy dudes don't fight, they pull the guns up, yeah
We gon' catch a body tonight if one y'all run up, yeah
You know I ain't lyin', keep that strap on me
Glock 40, yeah, you know I got that mack on me
Touch my money, put your head in your lap, homie
Sawn off shawty, put your chest in your back, homie
Your mama told you, boy don't leave without that iron with ya
Only trust your brothers, them other niggas ain't dyin' with ya
They're the ones that kept it real, boy you know I'm firin with you
Catch a case brawd day for my brother, I'm ridin' with ya
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
BoutaDolla out here chasing dollars
Money never stoppin, haters never prosper
Got a good posture, I ain't preachin' gospel
I ain't no imposter I could be ya father
Workin' in the kitchen, I could whip the pot up
Whip it
Give me five minutes workin' in the kitchen
I could whip the pot up, what you need
Homie you know I got it
Servin' fiends all about the profit
1-800, I got it, what's in your wallet
Got shooters and choppers, they pull up and pop ya
They don't do deposits, got credit with shottas
You know we wildin', my lil niggas violent
Pull up with that fire and shoot you in silence
Don't want no problems, mercy's not an option
We don't speak about it, you not talkin profit
All about dollars, she call me your highness
She see we laughin', competition behind us
See it smack it got your bitches on my dick
Only bitches that I f*ck with is riders
She love it every single time I'm inside it
Hit her stomach every time that she ride it
Smack her ass every time I'm behind it
Crack her from the back outside on a island
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
I been ballin' baby I been stuntin'
Since a youngin' I been counting money
I promise you can't take nothing from me
Took nothing and I turned it into something
Swish
Yea
Nah