StanWill - Limitless (feat. BabyTron) lyrics

Three-five of, yeah, bitch

Three-five of Pink Runtz got my
Bitch stuck like a stepsis every day
Check another model off my checklist
Straight to it with yo bitch
Chilling without Netflix
Closet looking like a porno
All these fucking X's
Bitches staring ’cause it's Benji's busting
Out my Ksubi denim
Bitch, it’s five percent's on every whip
They don't know who be in 'em
Triple S's fatter than a bitch
I'm looking goofy in 'em
Bought some toilet paper for my pockets
'cause it’s dookie in ’em

(Dog Shit Militia) riding 'round tinted AMG
Feel like the US army
Whole lotta red on my shoеs
I’m finna do the Carti's
Finna hit the lot, I told the
Dеaler, "Come and supercharge me", huh
Riding 'round in fast tinted shit
The dash limitless
If the convo ain't about no pape’
I'm finna finish it why the biggest games
I be feeling like I'm scrimmaging?
White buffs vanilla
Unky out here serving cinnamon

Right pocket got the Glock
Left pocket full of chicken
Popping out with thirty-rounders, catch him
We gon' fully switch him
I could let my dawgs up off that
Leash and have my bullies sick him
Lil' bro'll wreak some havoc but
His tee say Good Intentions
Collins Ave' tripping
Skrrting 'round in Scat Packs
Flash 'round them robbers? You'll
Get yo racks jacked yop got a skillet
Beat and flipped his flapjack
All 2022, can catch me in my backpack, ayy

Fuck a JanSport, bitch, I'm Goyarding
Got a thirty ball, all dubs
I'm like go Spartans
Only time you ever seen a plug
Was when yo phone charging shooter pull up
Hit it from the corner like he Moe Harkless
Fit Chrome Hearted but I'm feeling
Like the Tin Man
2017, I was the Dumps With The Pins Man
Up six figures, my bank account
Look like a BIN, man
Send that money through that one
App? You finna get scammed get hammed

Shit, fuck, fully zipped up in BAPE attire
Thinking he a ape? Pop
Out with them tranquilizers
Got precision with this cannon
Think it got a stabilizer
I'm the Human Torch with this BIN, bitch
I play with fire
Two thousand dollar fit's daily
We don't rock basic
Gen5 flash with the beam, I don't Glock basic
Every single bitch, I hit a model
I don't thot basic
Everything we do extraordinary, bitch
The opps basic

Japanese Chin and Basenji, unky got a kennel
In a pair of European sneakers
Finna stomp the pedal
Sleeve Nash, let me pull it down
I had to rock the bezel
Three of red, I might see God
I think this pop the Devil
If they lock us both up
I'm doing time like Rowdy Rebel
Shooters too alert
They gon' hear it if you drop a pebble
I ain't got a pencil but the
Stick got some lead in it
Brodie blew an opp and left him red
I'm sick he said tripping

Unky suwoo sipping, coffee cup got red in it
Bitch, don't pull up with that WAP unless
You brought the head with it
You ain't got a whip
I heard you Craigslisting
I'm a rap star, I got the 'Vette tinted
Where the fuck is unky? Think he rex whipping
Pull up kitty 'Cat
I bet you she had sex in it huh, yeah
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
That's on every song bitch