Did I Stutter? Lyrics

You walked in Saks, saw the prices and left

I walked in Neiman's and dropped a whole check

Feel like some growing pains, ice hurt my neck

Driving too fast, gotta pray I don't wreck

I spend the guap and I make it right back

Feel like The Bat, cause this coupe all black

Feel like The Bat, cause this fit all black

I charge for features, cause these boys wack

I could never do a song with a lame

I don't even want you saying my name

I don't think that you could be in my lane

I'm really different, we are not the same

You think you Stutta, you must be insane

Really a dog, but I can not be tamed

They get hype when I go jump on the stage

Shaking my dreads and my shaking my chain

I got your girl in range, wait

I got your girl in a coupe

I got your girl in a whip

Shawty got tired of you

She ran right to Stutta

She saying the boy like no other

She telling her fam she with Stutta

She post on the gram, she with Stutta

Hold up, take that down, shawty

I'm still tryna go round, shawty

You ain't the one for me, shawty

Sorry that it can't be, shawty

If you left ya man for me, shawty

You can't be mine, shawty

Cause you would leave me for Drake or some

You would leave me for Wick or some

You walked in Saks, saw the prices and left

I walked in Neiman's and dropped a whole check

Feel like some growing pains, ice hurt my neck

Driving too fast, gotta pray I don't wreck

I spend the guap and I make it right back

Feel like The Bat, cause this coupe all black

Feel like The Bat, cause this fit all black

I charge for features, cause these boys wack

I just been stepping in some penny loafers

Her and her sister too bad, I want both'em

I got some ice and it hang from my throat man

Got too much drip, man, my fit really soaking

Tac going up, shoutout Boogie and Lewie

I got a baddie, she sweet like a cookie

Throw me bag, if you tryna come book me

Feel like a vet, but I'm really a rookie

When they see Stutta, I bet you the looking

Bro got a cougar, she looking like Snooki

Count up the racks and I'm hitting my dougie

Shoutout my cousins, I ain't talking boogie

Wait, I think I stole that from Drake

We Zooming, nah, we ain't pushing the brakes

Armani glasses, they hang from my face

You want a feature? 100 is the rate