Lyricist : Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure/Tony Zimmerman
Composer : Zaire Rivera/Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure/Olatunde Fasheun/Tony Zimmerman
Jenn Carter/Kyle Richh/Tata/Dee Billz - Stomp Stomp
Intro: Kyle Richh
Grrah
4100, there's 41 guns out
B***h, KR
Oh
Like, damn
Chorus: Kyle Richh
In the party I'm not havin' fun, like (Oh)
Thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (Oh)
I'm tryna spot me a–, like (O)
I'm tryna make me a blunt (Like, what?)
You gon' tell them the truth?
Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (Stu')
Stomp-stomp, that sh!t was cute
Why do they cap about the sh!t that they do?
Verse 1: Kyle Richh
B!tch, came with thirty, I left with elеven
On his body, don't let 'em gеt lost
Like, we made a movie on— (Damn)
What the f**k? (Doumbouya)
How you alive? (How you alive?)
Stop the dissin', get out the kitchen
Like, when is you comin' outside? (B!tch!)
Two-two deep, when I'm on they side (I'm on they side)
Brodie 'oot like a Piston
Ka-Kartii laughin', we already blitzed 'em (Kartii!)
I could never do bad on a mission (B!tch!)
Walk-walk down (Grrah), walk 'em down just to better the distance (Grrah)
Like he can't run, there ain't no way to run
Verse 2: Jenn Carter
Keep f**kin' my vision, this sh!t got me trippin' (It's Carter, d!ckhead)
B!tch, 'Migos I'm sippin' (What?)
Latto stay on that timin', I call him, he clickin' (Clickin')
And she love how I'm drippin' (Grrah)
And that .40 like soccer the way that it's kickin' (Kickin')
Like, what? (Grrah)
Who really on that? (What?)
Brodie got put on the floor like a doormat (Doormat)
N!ggas talkin', but where they performed at? (Grrah)
And if he got no motion, I cannot support that, b!tch (Support that, b!tch)
Like, that's the sound of the chop' (Grrah)
Jah Woo, he came with a knock (Like, what?)
And if Dee in the spot then it's a billion shots, grrah (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Up first, no hesitation
Dot on his noggin' (Dot on his noggin)
we makin' him famous (Grrah, grrah)
Like, she a baddie, she lovin' my fragrance
Verse 3: Tata/Dee Billz
Dee Billz:She a, she a thottie, throw it in rotation (She a thottie!)
Tata:Grrah, someone tell me why he sound like a b***h more than Jenny (Ddot!)
Since they dissin', it's about to get heavy, I might be on Chester posted wit' the Jetty (Damn)
Like, I might slide wit' 30 in the clip, and when I leave, I bet this sh!t be empty (Empty)
They wanna talk money, n!gga, I got plenty
This .40 gon' bark, it's soundin' like confetti (Boom, boom, boom)
Like, if I hop out this car, I'ma spark 'em (Ohh)
Stomach shot, I might parallel park 'em (Ohh)
Thirteen in this rocket, Harden (Ohh), put the dot on his head, I ain't missin' my target (Grrah)
Huh, when I'm off the 'erky, I told her, "Don't f**k up my vibe"
And they mans keep dyin', they don't go and pick up a gun, they just go to the stu' and they cry (Ahhhh)
Like, b!tch
Chorus: Kyle Richh
In the party I'm not havin' fun, like (Oh)
Thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (Oh)
I'm tryna spot me a–, like (O)
I'm tryna make me a blunt (Like, what?)
You gon' tell them the truth?
Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (Stu')
Stomp-stomp, that sh!t was cute
Why do they cap about the sh!t that they do?
Verse 4: Dee Billz
In the booth, and it's Wock' in my cup, like(Wocky)
Got two thots, I don't know who to rump (I don't know who to what?)
Thot-thot b!tch, shake it, for some Runtz, dissin' on my— (She gon' shake it)
She feelin' the gun (Grrah)
Like grrah, my sh!t don't got no safety
Bro rock 'em to sleep like a baby (Rock 'em to sleep)
All of my-all of my opps be dyin'(Be dyin')
Sh!t crazy, I laugh on a daily
In the-in the spot she a baddie wit' motion
I'm tryna dive in that ocean (Dive in that ocean)
Keepin’ a P, I don't got no emotion
Want no baby, I hit wit' a Trojan (Trojan)
In the party sippin' Casamigos (Casa, casa)
Might switch it and pour up the Henny (Pour up the Henny)
Thoo-thooties askin', "Where is Jenny?" (Where is Jenn?)
Told 'em she gon' be here in like twenty
Two-two thots, and they both twins, like
I'm tryna go for the win (Go for the dub)
Strike her down, like a pin
Make her drippin', down her chin (She a thot)
She in the party wit' the Barbies
I'm wit' the steppers, the f**k is a Ken? (The f**k is a Ken?)
Like, f**k it might kick it to– (I might kick it to Jenn)
Like, f**k I want her and her friend
Chorus: Kyle Richh
In the party I'm not havin' fun, like (Oh)
Thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (Oh)
I'm tryna spot me a–, like (O)
I'm tryna make me a blunt (Like, what?)
You gon' tell them the truth?
Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (Stu')
Stomp-stomp, that sh!t was cute
Why do they cap about the sh!t that they do?
