STUNNAMAN
Song by Birdman & Roddy Ricch
Featured artist: Lil Wayne
Produced by Awaz Beatz & D-Roc
Album: Like Father Like Son 2
Released: 21 May 2021
A snippet of this song was released on Instagram from user @lilwaynehq on April 27, 2021. The snippet only includes verses from Roddy Ricch and Lil Wayne, but Birdman and Reese Young are also in the video so they might have a verse in the song.
On May 20th, 2021 it was confirmed that the song would release the next day and that Birdman, Lil Wayne and Roddy Ricch would be the artists on the track.
Birdman & Roddy Ricch ft. Lil Wayne – STUNNAMAN Lyrics:
[Intro: Roddy Ricch]
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo (D-Roc)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I bought a white Bentayga
Had to creep through the night in the spaceship
We was runnin’ outside from the jakes
Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh
Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut
And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh
Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh
Pop out a check, I’ma fvck up, huh
And I got the whole hood on go
Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze
Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes
Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
Got a Ferrari when I drive through the hills
All of my n!ggas outside for real
I’m ’bout to sh!t on n!ggas, diarrhea
It’s a lot of fake n!ggas, I’ma die real
I be hanging outside with guerillas
Lost my dawg, wanna die with my n!ggas
N!ggas rather be fly than realer
And if the opps wanna slide, get hit up
I’m in the gang for the dirty-dirty
My right hand keep a .30 clip
I done did some time with the murderers
I ain’t gotta shine on purpose, huh
Platinum every time I put out (Put out)
Trap house lookin’ like a cookout (Cookout)
He creepin’ up, get the red dot, headshot
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Birdman]
I bought a white Bentayga
Had to creep through the night in the spaceship
We was runnin’ outside from the jakes
Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh
Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut
And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh
Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh
Pop out a check, I’ma fvck up, huh
And I got the whole hood on go
Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze
Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Stunna)
Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Rich Gang)
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Cap a slingshot on eighty sh!t, cherry wood in all my whips
Do it big, that label sh!t
Created sh!t but stayed hood rich (Stayed rich)
That’s how we lace this sh!t, get money, stay break a b!tch
At the top of hill, another shootout
With a hundred mil’, we weighed that sh!t (We weighed that sh!t)
Chanel bag, jewelries be hundred or mo’ (Hundreds or mo’)
And I got my whole hood on go (Hood on go)
Bird call, I hit a lace then got ghost (Got ghost)
Rich n!gga, Roberto Cavalli, marble floors
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Birdman & Lil Wayne]
I bought a white Bentayga
Had to creep through the night in the spaceship
(Blatt)
We was runnin’ outside from the jakes
Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh
Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut
And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh
Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh
Pop out a check, I’ma fvck up, huh
And I got the whole hood on go (Yeah)
Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze (Yeah, yeah)
Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Down to my toes)
Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Uh)
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Roddy Ricch]
Stunnaman, stunnaman, bulletproof Cullinan
Chrome Heart bust down, I weigh it underhand
Spent a couple hunnid bands, that was just for the band
Put a dirty hundred grand up in the laundry bag
‘Bout to pop another Xan’, ’bout to smoke a hundred grams
I’ma be who I am, you are not what I am
Lit like the light at the end of the tunnel, man
But the light just might be a train comin’, man
I had to spend some money to win some money
I had the rooftop down but still had the tints up on it
Weed so good, I tensed up on it
Lil’ ho tryna inch up on me while my b!tch up on me
Rose gold look like ketchup on me
I let that chopper ring with no holy matrimony
All red like Patrick, homie
Redbone, got her lashes on me
I can’t even sleep tight without a million cash inside the mattress, homie
Told bae I’m in the booth, you gon’ have to play with the pu$$y on FaceTime
Just found out the President I voted for was already dead, slime (Yeah)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Lil Wayne]
I bought a white Bentayga (Yeah)
Had to creep through the night in the spaceship (Yeah)
We was runnin’ outside from the jakes (Yeah)
Now I put a lot of ice in the face (Yeah)
Keep a lot of shooters in the cut-cut (Yeah, yeah)
And I got a ride with the tuck-up (Yeah, yeah)
Gave a hundred racks to my brother (Yeah, yeah)
Pop out a check, I’ma fvck up (Yeah, yeah), huh (Huh)
And I got the whole hood on go (Whole hood on go)
Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky on froze (Froze)
Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman, drip-drip down to my toes (Down to my toes)
Still pull up in a Rolls-Rolls (Mula)
