#1 Stunna

$uicide






It's that marble martyr, fucking daughters

Rocking Starter, going farther

Sauce ain't tarter, bitch, it's barbecue

Bitch, I be that breadcrumb-covered motherfucker

Bitch, I'm fucking southern fried

Lyin' to all you look-alikes just to further you from the truth

Sippin' white wine, then committed $uicide

Now I'm sippin' red wine in the booth

Blowin' on a blunt, puffin' up, me and $lick go poof

Goku on the beat

Steady getting money like a toll booth—nah, I'm just playin'

Bitch, I'm broke, $loth broke too

Ridin' in that drop-top with the whole crew, no proof

White pearls wit' one gold tooth, uh






Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck






Ride 'till the sun up, old trucks with the top up

Yet these bitches still stutter

Yung Christ, and I'm smokin' on butter, just another

White creep with no respect

Everyday I hold my breath, tryna meet death

No check, no balance, and no debt

No money, no cars, but I'm on flex

See you motherfuckers don't get, that I could give a fuck about this rap shit

Born with a dope flow and an accent

808s with the slap got ya' back bent

So here's a big "fuck you" to you motherfuckers

Buncha clones, $uicide not like the others

So if you wanna meet that devil shit I got in me

Keep talking, lil' bitch






Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Let me get the keys to the Rover truck






I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna

I'm the number one stunna, yah!