Tomorrow lyrics

[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
It's 4X
It's 4X
f*ck goin' on, n*gga?
Big Whammy sh*t
Uh, uh, uh

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
My boys moving work like Narcos
I'm crushing hoes at the condo
n*gga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow
I got them racks, Wells Fargo
Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato
Freak b*tch, she gon' f*ck for a follow
That lil' n*gga dope, Demi Lovato
I fill my .30 with hollows

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm a big boss, El Chapo
I need a Grizzly, the blanco
Big slime put an opp in a Fanto
You soft, you shoot with yo' eyes closed
No talk with a opp, it’s on sight
Lil' bro tryna play, Fortnite
I keep a strap like a dyke
I ain't worried 'bout losing no fight
You play, you losing your life
Lil' n*gga, roll the dice
Stunna Man cold as ice
Wake up though be gone tonight
My slimes dressed in all black
Slide fire they with all that
f*ck IG, n*gga, where y'all at?
These n*ggas cap, baseball hat
I'm turned piped
She tryna f*ck aight'
I'ma real slime, Shice
Backdoor or backstab I might
On Runtz, I'm high as a kite
Send him up, he got put on a flight
I don't care what you say on no song, aight?
These n*ggas been b*tch their whole life
I got more work than the Narcos
My boys in the field like the Broncos
Let bullets rain on his block, get a poncho
f*ck a nat nat, I want hunchos
Catch you down bad, it's case closed
f*ck it, get him a halo
My lil' n*ggas goat, no yayo
It's smoke, we bringin' out spraycos
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
We got more work than the Narcos
I'm crushing hoes at the condo
n*gga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow
I got them racks, Wells Fargo
Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato
Freak b*tch, she gon' f*ck for the follow
That lil' n*gga dope, Demi Lovato
I fill my .30 with hollows

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
I'm Dior'd down today
I just put this on to go make a play (Don't lie)
That lil' check that you got today
Enough to get a n*gga flushed away
Rappers be acting like straight b*tches, all that Internet beefing, I ain't with it
Think he the man, but ain't sh*t really
Shoot the Glock at his feet, make him get silly
I got to shine right now
Don't know if I'ma see tomorrow (I don't know where you at)
They keep a n*gga on the blogs
All over the Web I'm Peter Parker (Like I'm Spiderman, ayy)
I'm balling, batter up
All of my whips, they be matted up
Two clips on a scrimps, got it plattered up
Soon as you see us, you scattered us
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
My boys moving work like Narcos
I'm crushing hoes at the condo
n*gga touch Stunna, he dying tomorrow
I got them racks, Wells Fargo
Out in Cali, it’s rows of Gelato
Freak b*tch, she gon' f*ck for the follow
That lil' n*gga dope, Demi Lovato
I fill my .30 with hollows