Eem Triplin
Stunna
[Chorus]
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up

[Verse]
With my gang and you know this how we do
I don't fuck with n***as cause you n***as lookin' see-through
N***as had a moment then they really try to be you
And they took my brother so I'm yellin' damn free you
I'm blowin' on that dough let that n***a chain-chain
You ain't with that shit, then you cannot hang
Had to stick 'em up, n***a, bang bang
And I'm with the youngins, and we yellin' gang gang gang
I don't know you, so n***a get the fuck from me
Fuck your girl over then she started fuckin' sucking me
Pop another pill, now I'm geekin' for another week
Run em in the cut, and you know we bustin' for a G
I don't know you, If you hit me then I might fall through
They like, I missed the old you, I'm the same n***a but I'm makin' dumb moves
[Chorus]
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up
All these bitches want young stunna, young stunna
In the field I ain't no runna, no runna
All these bitches love a stunna, a stunna
Young wild n***a, we pull up had our guns up