SEYVEN - Stunnaman Flow Lyrics

Please reach out for help, call your therapist
It's tryna like roll over like
Yeah
They heart is still feel with some anger
I sip on the cup, I lean
I took this bitch out in Topanga
I told her it's quite the dream
It's not enough for me
She holdin' it down for me
I'm high as f*ck, I can see
The beverages last me a week
These personalities
I tell her I like how you think
We go round the world like a rink
You know I stay in the sync
Yeah, yeah
New clothes, new season
I do what I want, I love it
The three light up when you touch it
And we in this bitch like it's nothin
I really get mad over nothin
And I turn in my nuthin' to somethin
And you know that I'm havin' abundance
And you know that I'm havin' some hunnids
And you know I'm outside with my brothers
In the pussy, it come with some colors
And you know that I came with a stutter
And you know that I came out stunnin
And I ballin' a bitch like I'm Brizzy
And right after I come out, I'm done with this
And she rappin' me, she my accomplice
And we move to the city, we politic
And I move to the wind, I move to the wind
Just like a katana, I stay out the drama
I'm readin' the signs, she wanna sponsor
I'm callin' my brother
He ride with the tray, I ride with some twins
I ride with some tens
We dark in the tent, we ride in the rims
You know what it's him
We lit from the dim, you know what it is
We scope out the place
So we in the clear, the cat no beard
You know what, it's weird
These niggas, they act so insecure
I cover the curb, I swerve on the curb
I shit on the turd, this shit get disgusting
I'm high off a substance, this shit ain't nothin
I'm callin' your bluff, man
Yeah, I'm a stuntman, I might stunt on it, man
I know that I got it, man
I ride with a red and a white one like Peppermint
You know what, I got it, man
I ride in a black truck, I feel like a president
You know what, we got it, man
My phone keep ringin', I think they're delirious
Schedule gettin' more tentative
Fly as f*ck, f*ck on the gymnast
Remember them days I was slippin
I had to get out of my senses
I had to get out of remission
I get fly as f*ck without permission
And you know that them all are misses
You know I get tight with my misses
No chainsaw, nigga, I rip shit
I'm a need blue hunnids like Krippy
I hope that this message not cryptic
If I'm in your Mount Olympus
And I finally know where the nymph is
Yeah, I'm tempted
Just wanna get on that
That's a stat
That's a stat
That's a
Yeah, oh
Yeah
Yeah