STUNTMAN 2.0 (GOOD STUFF) Robb Bank$

[Intro]
Tommy Comet
Vigz did the beat, so you know he make it nasty
Yeah!

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
Don't no gun jam, I'm the stuntman
Keep them suckin', spittin' on her pumpkin
And I got the club lit, Joe Budden, p-pump it
[?], SRT, hunt them (Rah) (Vroom)
Uh-uh, oh-oh, bae I bet you got that good stuff
Bitch you got that good stuff
Yeah, she got the good stuff, hoe you got the good stuff
And she a hood hoe, heard she stay off Melrose (Lauderdale)

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
I done seen things that make your head spin
I exercise [?], my face feel like Rick
White bitches treat me like Dr. Umar Johnson
I'ma need your conscience while you in the cockpit, you gotta—

[Post-Chorus: Robb Bank$ & C Smove]
Back it up and dump it, ba-back it up and dump it (You wanna)
Back it up and dump it, ba-back it up and dump it (Bitch, you better)
Back it up and dump it, ba-back it up and dump it (Yeah, yeah, you better)
Back it up and dump it, ba-back it up and dump it (Bust it, yeah, two chrome Berettas)