Stunt PT 3

[Verse]

This the last mission I'm willing to speak on
Look-look, looking for someone to tweak on
Creep, tryna see who I could sneak on
Got a new TEC, tryna use a technique on
Bad bitch shakin', like come get your freak on
I know I been buggin', I'm gettin' my geek on
Dizzy, spinnin' for a damn near a week long
This is what y'all wanted a Stunt Part Three song
Me and T-Roy we was spinnin' on Broadway
Word to my mother, done did drills broad day
Can't wait 'til you see me? That's what they all say
That's why lil' shh, got clapped in his hallway
He ain't know we was there, right in his doorway
But we ran into shh, he went the wrong way
Spinnin' through all night, spinnin' through all day
Eight in the clip, I'm throwin' all eight
Amsterdam Ave and we lettin' it blam
Free Rah Boom, Mr. G Don't Jam
Clear crowds, watch how we makin' them scram'
Got tagged in thе stomach, he was yellin' like "Damn"
Light on thе gun, shit lookin' like a lamp
Got to do a few drills if you joinin' this camp
Oh wait, my name will forever be stamped
Savv got tagged, hold his shot like a cramp

[Verse 2: M Row & Sdot Go]
On 89 where them niggas hang
I be outside wit' that thang
Push up, watch how I'm lettin' it bang, like
It just be me and my gang
Shots, bullets, lettin' it rain
Shit be connectin', not shootin' no blank
Your startin' five, that's who you bring
Only two out the five I can really give range
Ek tried to run and he got shot
What? Niggas know what happened after
I'm keepin' it P, I'm not makin' it hot
After he left I was filled up wit' laughter
Me and EK spanked Wop at the lot, crashed 'em, shit was really a disaster
Nazzy was runnin' he must've forgot, niggas kept on flickin' he fell runnin' faster
Now I'm right here tryna spin through Columbus, posted right here on the Ave
I'm still on the West and I don't need a compass
In the same spot where they flocked down Savv
They know that I'm Ed and I spin wit' the dumbness
Now we up the block where Relly got tagged
Opp bitch outside lookin' all scrumptious
I'm just tryna fuck, put the broom in her ass
Oh shit, I'm back on Central
I'm back again, really losing my mental
Big body spinnin', not doin' no rental
Still gotta spin when I ride Presidential
I can show you the basics and fundamentals
But I'm keepin' it P, and the P confidential
You not doin' hits, that be accidental
Bullets lookin' like pencils and other utensils
I'm by 100, by the priest
If they hear a shot then they all runnin' out
Like, how many shots have we sent?
Spin off, quick now I'm changin' my route
From the past, down to recent, shit been real before rapping and clout
All the opp bitches I fucked, they was decent
Not saying names 'cause you know his account
Now I'm by West and I came from the dead-end
I had to change up the setting
Like, what you not gettin'?
[?] was running, that nigga was sweating
Shit get me tight, shit is upsetting
All of ya'll niggas is just really forgetting
Ted got tagged and the bullets was shredding
Hollow went through and his body is spreading
Ootin' on 6, where Ooz got tagged at
Nigga lookin' crazy boy look like a lab rat
I still get food where that nigga got stabbed at
And I still be right there where lil' Kenny got jabbed at