Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
I come through like a funeral, all black on black
I do da rose, I am not a moeta
Now everybody get your hands up
Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
Fendi aviator shades wit the big frames
Challenge me with da bling, these niggas know betta
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
I believe in God but my true religion
They don’t search us, they know we got the flamers
You neva seen a studda like street fidda didda, damn
Hoes betta have a fall back attack
Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin' outta nothin’
Mo' winin’, mo' dinin’
Is stuffin’ big faces down in these true religions
Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
Lemme play like A.I. just get to da point
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
When it comes to makin’ O’s we like dunkin’ to dem
Lemme hear ‘em say I when he spit to the joint
The wings are as big as the logo on those sweaters
You couldn’t see me if you stood on your tipy toes
Dat this shit on my wrist is just co-signin’
I hurricane Katrina da strip club
Now everybody get your hands up
New Coupes, shoes shine like patented leather Airs
Girls slow winin’, gangstas throw signs in
You gonna hear it spray when I get to the joint
We in da VIP’s wit da big names
Boom, clap, boom, clap
May I say I made away
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
Now everybody get your hands up
Couple 6 duces, all back to back
But you could smell this Cali kush with da zipy closed
Few flyin’ Spurs, all back to back
Brooklyn’s back, well, look at how good I’m lookin’
It’s just somethin' about me, you can’t go without me, y’all
It’s just somethin' about me, you can’t go without me, y’all
I’m talkin' white ones like the Nike low cuts
Mo' stuntin’, mo' frontin’
Now everybody get your hands up
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
Damn Skippy Doe, da seats is peanut butter
And a blind man could see dat the niggas wit Fab
Came for Tony at the Babylon
Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin' outta nothin’
You could ask about him, he go hard
Stay fly till the day I fade away
Now everybody get your hands up
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
It’s just somethin' about me, you can't go without me, y’all
Yep, I know you see somethin’ dat you wantin’
I can’t help that the chain is so shinin’
Pushin’ sum'n, we ain’t got our names on two ‘07’s
Loso, mo' betta, mo' chetta
Boom, clap, boom, clap
We everywhere, you ain’t neva there
We da ’04, ’05 dunkin’ n dem
Rapid fire, do you know a rappa flyer? The L O S O, I guess no
Now everybody get your hands up
With dat A M E X Negro card
Still let us slide through the door like Craimer
Said you can’t go on without me, y’all
Neither one of us is James Bond
The streets is watchin’, hood is lookin’
Hey, I prey, I stay out of a hater’s way
Last time I was seen in da strip club Rain
Yep, I’m back stuntin’, yep, I’m back frontin’
Is gonna come like them dudes
How you gettin' it, homie? Show sum'n
Now everybody get your hands up
Na, I ain’t talkin’ donuts
Yep, I’m somebody who made somethin’ outta nothin’
