In The Stu

High as hell in the stu and we smokin on dope
Your bitch in my stu and she givin me throat
Okay lil shawty she dance on the pole
By the way that she dancin we know she a pro
I gave it to shawty but she screaming more more more
Bitch im like oh
Okay, that bitch she a pro
Okay we see that you on go mode
Go, oh
Don't fuck by the one, fuck these hoes by the two
For real livin like that I can't lie to you
She wanna stay but she know how we do
So imma just hop in the car and go vroom
Smokin that gas you know how we move
Only exotics in my panic room
It calms me down but goes opposite too
Smokin octane you can tell by the fumes

Run up on me you get put in a hurst
You won't catch me lacking ill shoot at you first
My shawty got put him in mud, ugh then they gon bury in dirt
We just be swervin that lamb truck, drunk, but nobody hurt
Shawty told me that she can't fuck, she on her reds, ok then suck
You dumb as hell, you cannot blam us, you try you get put in the truck
You dumb as hell, you cannot scam us, you try then we takin your stuff
They done told me im a handful, I know, so you outta luck
I know that you is not bout shit, im pulling up, callin your bluff
Im high as hell up in the stu shawty givin me top shawty suck till im done
When I hit her up on the phone, she know what im on
She come right through singing this song
I could drop anybody in a minute cuz I did all this shit on my own
Im in the stu, I stay in the stu, damn, I swear this place is my home

High as hell in the stu and we smokin on dope
Your bitch in my stu and she givin me throat
Okay lil shawty she dance on the pole
By the way that she dancin we know she a pro
I gave it to shawty but she screaming more more more
Bitch im like oh
Okay, that bitch she a pro
Okay we see that you on go mode
Go, oh
Don't fuck by the one, fuck these hoes by the two
For real livin like that I can't lie to you
She wanna stay but she know how we do
So imma just hop in the car and go vroom
Smokin that gas you know how we move
Only exotics in my panic room
It calms me down but goes opposite too
Smokin octane you can tell by the fumes

Ball out, Kyrie Irving
Yeah, im gonna catch a basket
If he try to pull up on me
Homie gonna catch a casket
Off the top, I do this shit a lot
Yeah, I don't need to pratice
Police pulled up to the crib
They ain't find shit, it was in the mattress
19X Gen 5, yeah lil boy, you don't wanna catch this
Don't get to close, you get fanned, im gon blast it
Cops pull up on me, shit, I don't even know what happened
I was in the stu recording songs, I don't got a need no more for trappin

High as hell in the stu and we smokin on dope
Your bitch in my stu and she givin me throat
Okay lil shawty she dance on the pole
By the way that she dancin we know she a pro
I gave it to shawty but she screaming more more more
Bitch im like oh
Okay, that bitch she a pro
Okay we see that you on go mode
Go, oh
Don't fuck by the one, fuck these hoes by the two
For real livin like that I can't lie to you
She wanna stay but she know how we do
So imma just hop in the car and go vroom
Smokin that gas you know how we move
Only exotics in my panic room
It calms me down but goes opposite too
Smokin octane you can tell by the fumes