Stunna 4 Vegas – Rich Off Words (ft. DaBaby) (Audio, Lyrics)

Stunna 4 Vegas is here with “Rich Off Words” featuring DaBaby. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the song produced by DJ Killa The Beat Plug.

Stunna 4 Vegas Rich Off Words

Stunna 4 Vegas has had an exciting start to his career and with DaBaby’s backing in mind, it’s clear that for the artist, it’s only up from here. On Friday, he dropped his new album Welcome To 4 Vegas which is full of 808-laced bangers that will certainly have you pumped up in the gym. The project comes complete with a feature from DaBaby on the track “Rich Off Words,” and it definitely doesn’t disappoint.

With this track, we get some heavy production, all while Stunna and DaBaby trade bars and fast flows that involve a whole lot of flexing. These two have great chemistry and they certainly deliver with this latest effort.

Stunna 4 Vegas – Rich Off Words (ft. DaBaby) (prod. DJ Killa The Beat Plug)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Killa, this another one

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas & DaBaby]
Uh, uh, bitch, I got rich off of words (Rich off of words, rich)
A broke nigga get on my nerves (Get on my nerves, bitch)
I wash down the perc with the syrup (Uh)
Came from nothin’, I stood on the curb (Uh)
I moved ‘dukes from the hood to the ‘burbs (Uh)
Rob me? Boy, that shit finna burst (Bitch)
I send him to sit with the birds (Let’s go, sit)
Sent me ten, now I send you a verse
You broke lil’ nigga, you need to go see a nurse (Nigga, you broke)
Them shots make ’em shout like he in church (Pussy)
I feel like they hatin’ on me the most (Nigga, they hate)

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
We make him freeze like he seen the ghost (Freeze)
We pop a opp, then have a toast (Pop)
After the top, it’s adiós (I gotta go)
I pull out the lot with the pink note
We pull up and pop at your people (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Tote my gun in NY, even though it illegal
Out my mind, probably higher than an eagle (I’m hot)
Put a hole in that boy like a bagel (Hah)
These fuck niggas be see-through (Pussy)
We got a whole lotta guns like the Navy (Uh)
We got a whole lotta guns like the Army
I bust in public like Baby (Baow)
Touch me, nigga must be brazy (Brazy)
I’m geeked and white boy wasted (Wasted)
Sip lean, it got me lazy (Lazy)
I gave her a pill and a chaser (Thot)
Stick got a dick and a laser (Baow)
He run, these hallows will chase him (Come here)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
She see me, she get shot like a taser
Hit her raw, end up having my baby
Nah, for real
Quarter-million dollar whip, I drive that bitch like a Chevy
I hit this freak the other week, I ain’t know that that was his ho, I wasn’t tryna be messy
I pull up new bulletproof Lexus
2020 (Twenty), all these whips that lil’ nigga be flexin’
She told me I’m chocolate and sexy (Ooh)
All fifties on me, and they pink, they look just like a pussy
When I wanna fuck, she gon’ let me
I love my bitch ’cause she gangsta
I say she look good, she don’t even say, “Thank you”
She give me that “Uh,” I give her a spank
I fuck with the gun on her bed like a gangsta
Give me that, mmm, give me that
That boy a grown man, girl, that boy ain’t no baby
I used to pull up one deep with the four-five
I keep it real, I ain’t told your ass no lie (Hold on, hold on, shh)
Them hoes on me bad and I don’t even know where I go
She ride the dick on her toes
She put that pussy in drive and she roll, I go
They think they in Baby business
He buyin’ Benzes, what do you know ’bout?

[Verse 3: Stunna 4 Vegas & DaBaby]
Uh, I’m pullin’ on her extensions (Uh)
Hit it way too hard, I might fuck up or blow out (Uh, uh)
I tuck my gun when I go out (Let’s go)
You know I ain’t leavin’ my lace (Uh-uh)
This bitch glued to me like paste (Fah)
Wrong move, I’m catchin’ a case
I have ’em racks, I can’t wait on the bank (Racks)
Big bool sit right by my waist

[Verse 4: DaBaby]
I get a room, put my child on her face (Yeah)
I’m off the drank, they could down like an eight
Me and Stunna ain’t worried ’bout shit
And we told y’all niggas

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas & DaBaby]
Uh, uh, bitch, I got rich off of words (Rich off of words, rich)
A broke nigga get on my nerves (Get on my nerves, bitch)
I wash down the purp with the syrup (Uh)
Came from nothin’, I stood on the curb (Uh)
I moved ‘dukes from the hood to the ‘burbs (Uh)
Rob me? Boy, that finna burst (Bitch)
I send him to sit with the birds (Let’s go, sit)
Sent me ten, now I send you a verse
You broke lil’ nigga, you need to go see a nurse (Nigga, you broke)
Them shots make ’em shout like he in church (Pussy)
I feel like they hatin’ on me the most (Nigga, they hate)