Lyrics Hell Yea - Stunna 4 Vegas

Hell Yea

4 way, you get this shit the Glo way
Free Glo
Wham
Bitch
Rich
Niggas done fucked up (Uh huh)
Uh
These niggas done fucked up (Niggas done fucked up)
Uh huh
Uh (Yeah)
Uh (Yeah)
These niggas done fucked up (Huh?)
I got my foot in the door (I got my foot in the door)
I don’t stand on the block no more (Uh uh)
I go to the 'io
Do a feat for the price of a bowl (Cash)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, lil' bro
Don’t even bust it open
It’s already sold (Sold)
And these niggas be snitches and hoes (Bitch)
Nigga play with us, he get exposed (On gang)
And I swear, like, I’m 'bout to send it soon as I get there (Okay)
And it’s gone soon as it get here (It's gone)
My niggas roll like tires, no Goodyear
I can’t lie, 2018 been a good year (Wham)
You niggas broke
Go get on welfare
Make you move off your block
Like, «No, you can’t sell there» (Pussy)
Stunna on fire, they know I’m out here (Baow)
Keepin' that rod, I never got caught like Telfair (uh uh!)
(Uh) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah, hell yeah)
She tryna fuck?
Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a pound?
Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a verse?
I tax him (Wax 'em)
Nigga run up and he get flipped backwards (Grr)
Come with smoke, he get put in a Backwood (Burr)
These niggas cap, they just rap good (Cap)
Adron got them hits, but I send 'em
Bro, put that fire on his mantle (Come here)
I’m in her mouth like a dentist (Ooh)
Swag, hit that shit like a chemist (Go)
These niggas bitches
Get one thousand likes and start actin' different (Nigga, you pussy)
I ain’t sendin' no disses
I’m sendin' OG and Bully
They gon' make sure they get 'em (No cap)
(Uh) I’m turnt up (I'm turnt)
And these niggas burnt out (Ayy, these niggas burnt out)
I fuck that bitch 'til her perm out (Uh, uh)
We pop out, them niggas hop like Big Worm out (Bitch)
(Hah) We like to air it out
Swag like, «Fuck it,» he don’t care about nothin'
Drop that window, up that fire, he duckin'
Ain’t beef
Ain’t nothin' for discussion
He get put to sleep
He on Robitussin (Wham)
Fuck these niggas
I’ll pluck 'em all (Pluck 'em all)
Ain’t trippin' 'bout bitches
Stunna done fucked 'em all
Now come top me off
She toppin' my brother off (Ooh)
Rich with me
Want smoke with all of y’all (Come hea!)
Call it on
It ain’t no callin' off
These niggas ain’t hard
These lil' niggas butta soft (Knock him off)
Knock him off and we knockin' his brothers off (Bitch)
Hoes like, «Stunna, these niggas can’t fuck with y’all!»
(Uh) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah, hell yeah)
She tryna fuck?
Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a pound?
Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a verse?
I tax him (Wax 'em)
Nigga run up and he get flipped backwards (Grr)
Come with smoke, he get put in a Backwood (Burr)
These niggas cap, they just rap good (Cap)
Hell yeah (Big cap)
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (Ayy, these niggas cap)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah)
These niggas cap (Hell yeah) (Adron got them hits)
Hell yeah, hell yeah, these niggas cap (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, these niggas cap
Big 4X, man, free my lil' brother, bitch (Gang)
Fuck the opps
We the opps
Gang