(Wheezy outta here)
Okay
Me and Wheezy, we mixin' hoes from Argentina and California
We was in a Bentley B, flowin' up the street, playin' one of our songs, yeah (uh)
Said if I gave her a beep, now they f*ckin' up VIP, tryna see if we goin' (goin')
Been smokin' shit, loud, this noise (noise)
Swervin' around in these toys (toys)
Stack a lot of funds, diamonds on my thumb
Make her pussy cum (make her pussy cum), yeah
Two hundred in a month, know she gettin' some
She suck it 'til it's numb (she suck it 'til it's numb), uh
We spend this shit for fun, Isabel Marant
Yves Saint Laurent (yeah, Yves Saint Laurent), yeah
We smoke a lot of Runtz, high up to the sun
I could touch the sun (I could touch the sky)
We don't take lightly to niggas who chasin' the clout for a buzz (nah)
These pussies don't talk to my niggas 'cause they know we get the business done (get the business done)
We like some students, white chalkin' you niggas
And trust me, we gonna keep a grudge (yeah)
Swear to god that I'm goin' all out for my family
Might pay a visit to your mom (visit to your mom)
I got a hundred thousand in my pocket, lil' nigga, I got it out the swamp (uh)
I just hope that you watchin', quit rockin' these watches
Somebody'll plot and get you slumped (plot and get you slumped)
Got my check up like Nike, my boxers Versace
And now my whole engine in the trunk (engine in the trunk)
I can make her my wifey and have her all icy and hire security like Trump (Trump)
I only trust you as far as I can spit, FN on my hip, can't nobody size me
Heard the young boy got clipped, should've watched his lip, I'm on that slime shit
She give me her pussy and lips, don't give me lip, so I gave her a diamond
I saw when she had a nip slip and it remind me
Me and Wheezy, we mixin' hoes from Argentina and California
We was in a Bentley B, flowin' up the street, playin' one of our songs, yeah (uh)
Said if I gave her a beep, now they f*ckin' up VIP, tryna see if we goin' (goin')
Been smokin' shit, loud, this noise (noise)
Swervin' around in these toys (toys)
Stack a lot of funds, diamonds on my thumb
Make her pussy cum (make her pussy cum), yeah
Two hundred in a month, know she gettin' some
She suck it 'til it's numb (she suck it 'til it's numb), uh
We spend this shit for fun, Isabel Marant
Yves Saint Laurent (yeah, Yves Saint Laurent), yeah
Smoke a lot of Runtz, high up to the sun
I could touch the sun (I could touch the sky)
(Uh)
(Uh)
Gunna - WUNNA Album Lyrics
Gunna - WUNNA Lyrics
Writer: Kenneth Gilmore, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
GIMMICK
Yeah
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (gimmick)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (win or lose)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (damn)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (critics)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (skrrt)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (spin it)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed (committed)
Yeah (uh)
I told you none of my shit rented (no)
They use the lingo I invented (yeah)
In this G6, boosted my adrenaline (my adrenaline)
High fashion, feel like fly shit I'm chillin' in (fly)
My dog down the road might have to kill again (kill)
Swear the finest hoes come out for Benjamins (fine)
We some dinosaurs, who think you bigger than? (Who think you bigger than?)
This chain cost a quarter milli' (uh)
Condo sixty floors up, you can see the city (high)
When the bitch let me f*ck, she hate to admit it (uh)
Her shit wet when she bust, my shit sticky, sticky (my shit sticky, sticky)
Yeah, I dig it, dig it (dig it, dig it)
Wanna bring your friend too, yeah, I'm with it, with it (I'm with it, with it)
Nut inside, look like glue in your pretty kitty (uh)
My next signed deal, I'm spendin' a ticket, ticket (ticket, ticket)
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (nah)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (uh)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (fitted)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (damn you f*ck niggas)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (skrrt)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (spin it)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed (yeah)
Love for 'em all
Bossed up and gave a few bonds to my dogs (bonds to my dogs)
F*ck the jail system, man, f*ck the four walls
I feel like 2Pac, above all the law (yeah)
I pour a quick Dew up and let it dissolve
1017 Guwop, Backwoods look like logs
Pull out that trench blazer, the end and the fall
The web full of haters and internet blogs
(The web full of haters and internet blogs)
I'm way out in Greece, ain't receivin' no calls
He disrespect, chop off his head with a saw (chop it off)
You look out 'cause you think a blessing involved
Ain't none of these cheap, Chrome Hearts on my drawers
She kissed on my cheek, I dug in her jaws
Don't get on your knees, you ain't toppin' it off
You niggas police and be tellin' it all
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (gimmick)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (scrimmage)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (damn)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (damn you f*ckboys)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (crickets)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (kitted)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (load it up)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed ('mitted)
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (gimmick)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (win or lose)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (damn)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (critics)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (skrrt)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (spin it)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed (committed)
Yeah (uh)
I told you none of my shit rented (no)
They use the lingo I invented (yeah)
In this G6, boosted my adrenaline (my adrenaline)
High fashion, feel like fly shit I'm chillin' in (fly)
My dog down the road might have to kill again (kill)
Swear the finest hoes come out for Benjamins (fine)
We some dinosaurs, who think you bigger than? (Who think you bigger than?)
This chain cost a quarter milli' (uh)
Condo sixty floors up, you can see the city (high)
When the bitch let me f*ck, she hate to admit it (uh)
Her shit wet when she bust, my shit sticky, sticky (my shit sticky, sticky)
Yeah, I dig it, dig it (dig it, dig it)
Wanna bring your friend too, yeah, I'm with it, with it (I'm with it, with it)
Nut inside, look like glue in your pretty kitty (uh)
My next signed deal, I'm spendin' a ticket, ticket (ticket, ticket)
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (nah)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (uh)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (fitted)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (damn you f*ck niggas)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (skrrt)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (spin it)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed (yeah)
Love for 'em all
Bossed up and gave a few bonds to my dogs (bonds to my dogs)
F*ck the jail system, man, f*ck the four walls
I feel like 2Pac, above all the law (yeah)
I pour a quick Dew up and let it dissolve
1017 Guwop, Backwoods look like logs
Pull out that trench blazer, the end and the fall
The web full of haters and internet blogs
(The web full of haters and internet blogs)
I'm way out in Greece, ain't receivin' no calls
He disrespect, chop off his head with a saw (chop it off)
You look out 'cause you think a blessing involved
Ain't none of these cheap, Chrome Hearts on my drawers
She kissed on my cheek, I dug in her jaws
Don't get on your knees, you ain't toppin' it off
You niggas police and be tellin' it all
This ain't no motherf*ckin' gimmick (gimmick)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (scrimmage)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (damn)
Damn you f*ckboys and you critics (damn you f*ckboys)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (crickets)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (kitted)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (load it up)
Loyal to my dogs, we committed ('mitted)
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
MOTW
Ayy, ayy
(Wheezy outta here) ayy, ayy
Ayy
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Niggas pillowtalk, I really set talk
We'll shoot the whole place
We ain't takin' loss, double M, drove boss
In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet
Ice, no skates (ice)
Get it out the pot (get it out the pot)
Speed on the cops (speed)
Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht (Jigga on a yacht)
People wanna watch (uh)
Milli' on the watch (uh-huh)
It's a Richard Millie on a watch (millie on a watch)
Ma ain't gotta cry, GunWunna made it out alive (GunWunna)
Seen a lot of real niggas die (real niggas die)
Look him in the eye, you bad, let me see catch a fly (girl)
The cash got these niggas wildin' out (wild)
Rockstar, open up the circle, make a moshpit (moshpit)
Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick (car sick)
Brothers don't cuff 'em, this is all our bitch (this is all our bitch)
Grew up in the trenches, we squabblin'
Make me quick to grab a choppa, start a World War 6 (World War 6)
Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich (barely feel rich)
They been here knockin', ringin' and I don't know who it is (don't know who it is)
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (mmm)
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Remember I served, I was standin' on the curb
With a bomb full of nicks (bomb full of nicks)
It's my word, (yeah) I'm capped off Bird
I done seen a nigga jump from a slab to a brick (to a brick, on God)
Cute pink toe, I bit her on the toes
I f*ck her like a ho, I make a whole flick (shit, make a whole flick)
Proud of baby girl, she can take a whole dick (take a whole dick)
She told me she was thirsty, started drinkin' my spit (drinkin' my spit)
Ooh (ooh), you ain't never heard this (this)
I been droppin' hits like bird shit (brr)
They been sendin' threats, but don't worry (no)
We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick (dirty stick)
They ain't give me my money, I'ma murder this bitch (murder this bitch)
I'ma murder this bitch (murder this bitch)
Run her out the Rollie threw her way in the ditch (way in the ditch)
Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips (wah)
We really used to struggle now we paid, filthy rich (paid, filthy rich)
A hundred K to hit your VIP (yah)
R.I.P. to Nipsey, paved the way for the Crips (for the Crips)
Plus, I'm smokin' cookie, blow Biscotti by the zip
I got it on my hip
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (mm)
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
(Wheezy outta here) ayy, ayy
Ayy
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Niggas pillowtalk, I really set talk
We'll shoot the whole place
We ain't takin' loss, double M, drove boss
In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet
Ice, no skates (ice)
Get it out the pot (get it out the pot)
Speed on the cops (speed)
Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht (Jigga on a yacht)
People wanna watch (uh)
Milli' on the watch (uh-huh)
It's a Richard Millie on a watch (millie on a watch)
Ma ain't gotta cry, GunWunna made it out alive (GunWunna)
Seen a lot of real niggas die (real niggas die)
Look him in the eye, you bad, let me see catch a fly (girl)
The cash got these niggas wildin' out (wild)
Rockstar, open up the circle, make a moshpit (moshpit)
Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick (car sick)
Brothers don't cuff 'em, this is all our bitch (this is all our bitch)
Grew up in the trenches, we squabblin'
Make me quick to grab a choppa, start a World War 6 (World War 6)
Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich (barely feel rich)
They been here knockin', ringin' and I don't know who it is (don't know who it is)
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (mmm)
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Remember I served, I was standin' on the curb
With a bomb full of nicks (bomb full of nicks)
It's my word, (yeah) I'm capped off Bird
I done seen a nigga jump from a slab to a brick (to a brick, on God)
Cute pink toe, I bit her on the toes
I f*ck her like a ho, I make a whole flick (shit, make a whole flick)
Proud of baby girl, she can take a whole dick (take a whole dick)
She told me she was thirsty, started drinkin' my spit (drinkin' my spit)
Ooh (ooh), you ain't never heard this (this)
I been droppin' hits like bird shit (brr)
They been sendin' threats, but don't worry (no)
We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick (dirty stick)
They ain't give me my money, I'ma murder this bitch (murder this bitch)
I'ma murder this bitch (murder this bitch)
Run her out the Rollie threw her way in the ditch (way in the ditch)
Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips (wah)
We really used to struggle now we paid, filthy rich (paid, filthy rich)
A hundred K to hit your VIP (yah)
R.I.P. to Nipsey, paved the way for the Crips (for the Crips)
Plus, I'm smokin' cookie, blow Biscotti by the zip
I got it on my hip
Ayy, money on the way (money on the way)
All I see is hundreds all day (all day)
Top chef, fish sauteed
Condo in L.A. (ayy)
President Rollie with the date (president)
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (mm)
In and out of state (in and out of state)
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I'ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
FEIGNING
(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up) uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (hard to breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh
'Bout a dollar, uh, uh (whoa)
Whip that Panamera, yeah
Piss in my ring, diamonds canary yellow (ooh)
I'm sippin' codeine, I'm movin' slower than Donatello (Donatello)
I doubt that she don't let me f*ck, but I swear I won't sweat her (nah)
I'm runnin' the millions up, on God, my fam doin' better (on God)
Bein' broke didn't break us apart, got rich, we still together (still together, we still together)
We storm the weather, you get jammed, I'll write you letters (write you letters)
We flock of feathers (yeah), the parasailers (yeah)
Gave her a groove like Stella, my vocals makin' her pussy wetter (wetter)
Bought a new Louis flannel, flowers all over my white Margielas (white Margiela)
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Uh, uh
Feel the Miley Cyrus, yeah
We gettin' geeked up at the private party, yeah, yeah
Leak, it ain't no secret, know I drip the hardest (drip the hardest)
The valet can't hold my key, I let my people park it (people park it)
Got that Escalade BP 'cause I might be a target (bulletproof)
My fans screamin' at me, say I'm they favorite artist (favorite artist)
Pay what I want, no back and forth, don't do no bargain (do no bargain)
We cross the margin (cross the margin)
F*ck niggas barkin', main reason I keep a carbon (yeah)
We burn like arsons (yeah)
Snakes in the garden (yeah)
We rich, I beg you pardon?
My lil' niece is startin' (neice is startin')
The vehicles foreign (foreign)
Feel like I'm soarin' (yeah)
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (hard to breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (hard to breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh
'Bout a dollar, uh, uh (whoa)
Whip that Panamera, yeah
Piss in my ring, diamonds canary yellow (ooh)
I'm sippin' codeine, I'm movin' slower than Donatello (Donatello)
I doubt that she don't let me f*ck, but I swear I won't sweat her (nah)
I'm runnin' the millions up, on God, my fam doin' better (on God)
Bein' broke didn't break us apart, got rich, we still together (still together, we still together)
We storm the weather, you get jammed, I'll write you letters (write you letters)
We flock of feathers (yeah), the parasailers (yeah)
Gave her a groove like Stella, my vocals makin' her pussy wetter (wetter)
Bought a new Louis flannel, flowers all over my white Margielas (white Margiela)
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Uh, uh
Feel the Miley Cyrus, yeah
We gettin' geeked up at the private party, yeah, yeah
Leak, it ain't no secret, know I drip the hardest (drip the hardest)
The valet can't hold my key, I let my people park it (people park it)
Got that Escalade BP 'cause I might be a target (bulletproof)
My fans screamin' at me, say I'm they favorite artist (favorite artist)
Pay what I want, no back and forth, don't do no bargain (do no bargain)
We cross the margin (cross the margin)
F*ck niggas barkin', main reason I keep a carbon (yeah)
We burn like arsons (yeah)
Snakes in the garden (yeah)
We rich, I beg you pardon?
My lil' niece is startin' (neice is startin')
The vehicles foreign (foreign)
Feel like I'm soarin' (yeah)
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (hard to breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
DOLLAZ ON MY HEAD
Pull up with a stick, I pull up with a stick (MikeWillMadeIt)
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick (EarDrummers)
I put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich
We was used to pullin' kick doors (that money go for Myles)
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
My bro on a steamin' stove, cookin' crack like grits
Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin' her in a pent'
LA live, I'm stayin' at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch
Got a nine and a snug-nose (let's go), can't wait to let it hit (hit)
Pull up with a stick, I'll pull up with a stick
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick
I'll put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich (let that ho know that I'm rich)
We was used to pullin' kick doors, you could still call it a lick (lick)
You broke and can't be fixed (nah), went to Nieman's and spent a nick (hah)
How you pour that? Don't make sense (ah), I made a whole mile off an inch (an inch)
I had ninety-nine problems, I just scratch you off the list (scratch you off the list)
Got some millions and went and solved 'em, now my neck cost a quarter brick
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend
Told her "Catch me" (whoa), "Catch me" (whoa), I'ma lick her skin
She so precious, precious, might not f*ck again
She too messy, messy, but hittin', no flexin' (no flexin')
Rose gold ornaments (rose)
Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint (damn)
You don't gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip
Bond 9 in the vent, think 'bout dyin' and get spent
I got two B's on my boxers and a thottie in the bed (yeah)
I know niggas ran up a milli', still didn't tell 12 shit (12, 12, 12, sh)
I got skeletons in my closets (whoa), and they scared of me and shit (closets and they scared)
Mason Margielas under the bed screamin', "Wrap me, kid" (whoa)
I put water on my head, then she got seasick (I put water on my head)
Couple opps played dead (what), and they still got hit
I done bent lil' mama's spine but that still ain't my kid (still ain't my kid)
Only reason I answer my line (why), is 'cause she drink my spit (no cap)
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, uh
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick (EarDrummers)
I put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich
We was used to pullin' kick doors (that money go for Myles)
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
My bro on a steamin' stove, cookin' crack like grits
Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin' her in a pent'
LA live, I'm stayin' at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch
Got a nine and a snug-nose (let's go), can't wait to let it hit (hit)
Pull up with a stick, I'll pull up with a stick
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick
I'll put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich (let that ho know that I'm rich)
We was used to pullin' kick doors, you could still call it a lick (lick)
You broke and can't be fixed (nah), went to Nieman's and spent a nick (hah)
How you pour that? Don't make sense (ah), I made a whole mile off an inch (an inch)
I had ninety-nine problems, I just scratch you off the list (scratch you off the list)
Got some millions and went and solved 'em, now my neck cost a quarter brick
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend
Told her "Catch me" (whoa), "Catch me" (whoa), I'ma lick her skin
She so precious, precious, might not f*ck again
She too messy, messy, but hittin', no flexin' (no flexin')
Rose gold ornaments (rose)
Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint (damn)
You don't gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip
Bond 9 in the vent, think 'bout dyin' and get spent
I got two B's on my boxers and a thottie in the bed (yeah)
I know niggas ran up a milli', still didn't tell 12 shit (12, 12, 12, sh)
I got skeletons in my closets (whoa), and they scared of me and shit (closets and they scared)
Mason Margielas under the bed screamin', "Wrap me, kid" (whoa)
I put water on my head, then she got seasick (I put water on my head)
Couple opps played dead (what), and they still got hit
I done bent lil' mama's spine but that still ain't my kid (still ain't my kid)
Only reason I answer my line (why), is 'cause she drink my spit (no cap)
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, uh
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge
Writer: Jeffrey Williams, Michael Len Williams, Myles Harris, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
ADDYS
Bet, ha
Oh, so, so you, oh, so you think you tough, though?
You think you a tough guy?
Huh (Taurus)
Huh, huh
Pussy (Run that back, Turbo)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
Hm, hm, hm, hm
Hm, hm, hm, hm
We shady babies, we don't do the nay nay, we trapped on the block for a payday
I put the stick right to his face, now he turnin' away, actin' like he ain't say that
I jumped off the porch and I really went north, the first out my hood with a Maybach
They wanna come pop that shit while I'm on tour, uh, just wait 'til I get back
She know that she cappin', she gave me your addy, lil' boy, I know where you stay at
You sendin' big shots, shoulda stuck to the rappin', lil' boy, I swear I don't play that
They know I'm with it, connected, through the city
Skydweller, out the fridge, Elliante got it hittin' (uh)
That Addy is in me, I feel it (uh)
I'm your daddy, lil' bitch, come and get it (uh)
You niggas still cap like a fitted
I'm throwin' 'em back like they Ritalin
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
I'm geekin' on codeine, ayy, I took four beans, ayy
Adderall pink (ayy, ayy), no sleep, I'm geeked
I'm high, no lie (no lie), you can get hit with the fire (hit with the fire)
Shady baby, I come from the south (come from the south)
I'm at your neck like a tie (said whoa, yeah)
I whip the coupe out the lot
Broke my wrist in the pot, man, we shippin' 'em out (yeah)
I'm puttin' that bitch on the spot
She can f*ck on the gang or that bitch can get out (bitch can get out, yeah)
Bitch, I'm a pimp, not a trick (not a trick)
Coupe is all white like a brick (like a brick)
I ride around with the stick (with the stick)
They want it, we pull up and blitz (yeah)
Patek, wetty (wetty), neck, baguettie (baguettie, yeah)
I'm wrappin' bricks like a daddy
You niggas pathetic, just shut up and bet it (yeah)
Niggas ain't havin' no fetty
They act like they ready, get hit with a bullet (hit with a bullet)
Nigga backed up when I pull it
He can get hit with the fullest (yeah)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
(Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy)
(Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy)
Oh, so, so you, oh, so you think you tough, though?
You think you a tough guy?
Huh (Taurus)
Huh, huh
Pussy (Run that back, Turbo)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
Hm, hm, hm, hm
Hm, hm, hm, hm
We shady babies, we don't do the nay nay, we trapped on the block for a payday
I put the stick right to his face, now he turnin' away, actin' like he ain't say that
I jumped off the porch and I really went north, the first out my hood with a Maybach
They wanna come pop that shit while I'm on tour, uh, just wait 'til I get back
She know that she cappin', she gave me your addy, lil' boy, I know where you stay at
You sendin' big shots, shoulda stuck to the rappin', lil' boy, I swear I don't play that
They know I'm with it, connected, through the city
Skydweller, out the fridge, Elliante got it hittin' (uh)
That Addy is in me, I feel it (uh)
I'm your daddy, lil' bitch, come and get it (uh)
You niggas still cap like a fitted
I'm throwin' 'em back like they Ritalin
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
I'm geekin' on codeine, ayy, I took four beans, ayy
Adderall pink (ayy, ayy), no sleep, I'm geeked
I'm high, no lie (no lie), you can get hit with the fire (hit with the fire)
Shady baby, I come from the south (come from the south)
I'm at your neck like a tie (said whoa, yeah)
I whip the coupe out the lot
Broke my wrist in the pot, man, we shippin' 'em out (yeah)
I'm puttin' that bitch on the spot
She can f*ck on the gang or that bitch can get out (bitch can get out, yeah)
Bitch, I'm a pimp, not a trick (not a trick)
Coupe is all white like a brick (like a brick)
I ride around with the stick (with the stick)
They want it, we pull up and blitz (yeah)
Patek, wetty (wetty), neck, baguettie (baguettie, yeah)
I'm wrappin' bricks like a daddy
You niggas pathetic, just shut up and bet it (yeah)
Niggas ain't havin' no fetty
They act like they ready, get hit with a bullet (hit with a bullet)
Nigga backed up when I pull it
He can get hit with the fullest (yeah)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
We geekin' up on the Addy
Spin the block, we got the addy
Wake up, I pop me a Addy
Hard to stop poppin' these Addies
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies), Addy (Addies)
Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
(Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy)
(Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy)
Writer: Ceron Lee, Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens, Taurus Currie
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
SKYBOX
Uh
(Taurus)
Uh
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it
Hey (hey), hey (hey), hey (hey)
Put some diamonds in Chrome Hearts lens
Bought a new Benz, lost some more friends
Stretchin' my hands, money all in
F*ckin' her friend, break her in bed
Hundred in tens, count it in hands
Trust done got thin, keep a FN
I gotta go (go), I gotta spend
I drove a boat, I'll drive again
Ain't got no note, I ain't got no rent
I am a GOAT, I am a man (yeah)
We in the low, we smokin' dope (ah)
We keep it close, you with the folks (oh)
Give him a dose (uh), give me some throat
Lil' bitty hoe, you already know (you know)
Bitch, we the topic, just ask for the toppings
You know that they copyin' you, whoa (you, whoa)
They cleanin' and moppin', these bitches, they hop in
I couldn't fall out with the bro, uh
Hotter than Taki's, I like it, I cop it
Ain't nobody stoppin' the Ghost, uh (nobody stoppin' the Ghost)
Smoke Lodi Dodi, we sit in the lobby
We just rented out the whole floor, uh
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops (uh), we can't be stopped, just admit it ('mit it)
Paint the town (town), and slime committed ('mitted)
Bloodhound (hound), mm, cold hard Crippin' (cold hard Crippin')
Best part (yeah), we got all the vibes with it (vibes)
Head start (start), you can't catch up, so forget it ('get it)
That's no cap, I'm in the 'Ghini (yeah)
This really rap, this ain't a gimmick (uh)
I had to trap, now I got plenty
I'm in the castle f*ckin' a genie (genie)
I popped a capsule, she wanna wrestle (whoa)
I done got tackled, drunk on the Henny (Henny)
Turned to a saddle, I had to handle (whoa)
I'm 'bout to smack 'em both on the fanny (fanny)
I put four twelves in the V12 (ooh)
My Benz truck startin' to rattle (whoa, whoa)
She say she smell I'm doin' well
When I wanna f*ck, it don't matter (uh-uh)
Bitch, I'm a shark, I'm not a whale
Lean in my cup and my bladder (my bladder)
I got it on lock like I'm in jail
Soon as they buck, they gettin' splattered (get splat)
I'm 'bout to drop and no, I cannot flop
Climbin' straight to the top like a ladder (a ladder)
Niggas play tough when they talk on the internet
But they ain't ever gon' hit 'em, uh
I took a loss and and it made me a boss
Like now look, I'm doin' better than ever (I'm better than ever)
They cause you to flop, Biscotti when I'm coughin'
I'm tryna get higher than ever (high)
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops (uh), we can't be stopped, just admit it ('mit it)
Paint the town (town), and slime committed ('mitted)
Bloodhound (hound), mm, cold hard Crippin' (cold hard Crippin')
Best part (yeah), we got all the vibes with it (vibes)
Head start (start), you can't catch up, so forget it ('get it)
(Taurus)
Uh
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it
Hey (hey), hey (hey), hey (hey)
Put some diamonds in Chrome Hearts lens
Bought a new Benz, lost some more friends
Stretchin' my hands, money all in
F*ckin' her friend, break her in bed
Hundred in tens, count it in hands
Trust done got thin, keep a FN
I gotta go (go), I gotta spend
I drove a boat, I'll drive again
Ain't got no note, I ain't got no rent
I am a GOAT, I am a man (yeah)
We in the low, we smokin' dope (ah)
We keep it close, you with the folks (oh)
Give him a dose (uh), give me some throat
Lil' bitty hoe, you already know (you know)
Bitch, we the topic, just ask for the toppings
You know that they copyin' you, whoa (you, whoa)
They cleanin' and moppin', these bitches, they hop in
I couldn't fall out with the bro, uh
Hotter than Taki's, I like it, I cop it
Ain't nobody stoppin' the Ghost, uh (nobody stoppin' the Ghost)
Smoke Lodi Dodi, we sit in the lobby
We just rented out the whole floor, uh
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops (uh), we can't be stopped, just admit it ('mit it)
Paint the town (town), and slime committed ('mitted)
Bloodhound (hound), mm, cold hard Crippin' (cold hard Crippin')
Best part (yeah), we got all the vibes with it (vibes)
Head start (start), you can't catch up, so forget it ('get it)
That's no cap, I'm in the 'Ghini (yeah)
This really rap, this ain't a gimmick (uh)
I had to trap, now I got plenty
I'm in the castle f*ckin' a genie (genie)
I popped a capsule, she wanna wrestle (whoa)
I done got tackled, drunk on the Henny (Henny)
Turned to a saddle, I had to handle (whoa)
I'm 'bout to smack 'em both on the fanny (fanny)
I put four twelves in the V12 (ooh)
My Benz truck startin' to rattle (whoa, whoa)
She say she smell I'm doin' well
When I wanna f*ck, it don't matter (uh-uh)
Bitch, I'm a shark, I'm not a whale
Lean in my cup and my bladder (my bladder)
I got it on lock like I'm in jail
Soon as they buck, they gettin' splattered (get splat)
I'm 'bout to drop and no, I cannot flop
Climbin' straight to the top like a ladder (a ladder)
Niggas play tough when they talk on the internet
But they ain't ever gon' hit 'em, uh
I took a loss and and it made me a boss
Like now look, I'm doin' better than ever (I'm better than ever)
They cause you to flop, Biscotti when I'm coughin'
I'm tryna get higher than ever (high)
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see, yeah (see, yeah)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (yeah)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippin' (drippin')
F*ck the cops (uh), we can't be stopped, just admit it ('mit it)
Paint the town (town), and slime committed ('mitted)
Bloodhound (hound), mm, cold hard Crippin' (cold hard Crippin')
Best part (yeah), we got all the vibes with it (vibes)
Head start (start), you can't catch up, so forget it ('get it)
Writer: Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
WUNNA
(Run that back, Turbo)
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Pop it (pop it), I been sippin' Acorn
Rich nigga, I'm A1
AP darker than Akon (uh)
Baby butter pecan (uh)
Bringin' that, I want a refund (uh)
Breakin' her back 'til I see the sun (uh)
I f*cked the bitch on the jet (jet)
Cuban baguette on her neck (her neck)
She only call me for sex (for sex)
Speed in that 'vette (speed in that 'vette)
I still got my foot on they neck, uh (they neck)
Finna put it on the rest (the rest)
I used to trap at the Exxon (Exxon)
From the slums, gotta keep you a gun
I'm not a regular pedestrian
F*ckin' hoes by the week, every month
She want me stick it in deep in her gut
Let me know if you with it or what
If I catch a body, I keep it on hush (hush)
You pussies gon' tell in a rush
Come to the spot and the feeling is plush (plush)
I don't f*ck with these niggas a dub
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Surf (surf), surf (surf), surf (surf), surf (what?)
Pop a perc (perc), Papa Smurf (Smurf)
Lotta dirt (dirt), I could call up Durk (Lil' Durk)
Chrome Heart shirts (shirts), millions off merch (merch)
Sippin', drippin', tippin', trippin' (ayy)
Women, hey, lendin', hey (ayy)
Dealin', killin' and spendin', willin'
Grillin', ayy (ayy), peelin', paid (ayy)
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Whole lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Pop it (pop it), I been sippin' Acorn
Rich nigga, I'm A1
AP darker than Akon (uh)
Baby butter pecan (uh)
Bringin' that, I want a refund (uh)
Breakin' her back 'til I see the sun (uh)
I f*cked the bitch on the jet (jet)
Cuban baguette on her neck (her neck)
She only call me for sex (for sex)
Speed in that 'vette (speed in that 'vette)
I still got my foot on they neck, uh (they neck)
Finna put it on the rest (the rest)
I used to trap at the Exxon (Exxon)
From the slums, gotta keep you a gun
I'm not a regular pedestrian
F*ckin' hoes by the week, every month
She want me stick it in deep in her gut
Let me know if you with it or what
If I catch a body, I keep it on hush (hush)
You pussies gon' tell in a rush
Come to the spot and the feeling is plush (plush)
I don't f*ck with these niggas a dub
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Surf (surf), surf (surf), surf (surf), surf (what?)
Pop a perc (perc), Papa Smurf (Smurf)
Lotta dirt (dirt), I could call up Durk (Lil' Durk)
Chrome Heart shirts (shirts), millions off merch (merch)
Sippin', drippin', tippin', trippin' (ayy)
Women, hey, lendin', hey (ayy)
Dealin', killin' and spendin', willin'
Grillin', ayy (ayy), peelin', paid (ayy)
Muddy poured up (poured up), got a cutter (cutter, hold on)
Whole lotta orders (orders), dollars, quarters (ayy)
Wrist, water (ayy), Rich Porter (ayy)
Your bitch, on the (on the) Gunna, wunna (wunna)
Commas, commas (racks), hunnids, hey (hey)
I'm a stoner (stoner), the sauna, the summer (hey)
Benihana ('hana), cook up, hey (hey)
My crew, paid (paid), surf a wave (wave)
Writer: Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Blind Fold
(feat. Lil Baby)
[Gunna:]
Wheezy outta here (Wheezy outta here)
Yeah
Gunna spittin' words like a mothaf*ckin' poet (Poor)
Told 'em, "Press start, I'ma go ahead and record" (Go ahead and record)
Push one button, I could close up the doors (Yeah)
Made a few millions, give a f*ck about the Forbes (Uh-huh)
Drippin' all the children, nigga, used to couldn't afford ('Ford)
I was in the trenches rockin' Gucci and Dior
BET was trippin', how I didn't get an award? (How?)
You got me a annoyed
Double park the Urus, I'll pull up, 'Ventador (Skrrt)
Travel like a tourist, had to fly to Bora Bora
Show's around one-fifty, but they paid a lil' more (More)
Me and Wheezy wave, f*ckin' bitches on the shore (Wave)
We ain't come to play, is you with it, are you sure? (Nuh-uh)
Smokin' like a train, you can smell it in my pores (Shh)
Cup full of codeine, you can smell it when I pour (Smell it when I pour)
How'd I drink this all?
I'm spendin' on designer when I'm shoppin' in New York (Designer)
Goin' shoppin' one stop 'fore I stop at the resort (Resort)
You gon' never get it if your feature money short (Nuh-uh)
Wake up to a threesome in the penthouse on the Nawf (Yeah)
Rick Owens denims, show my sneakers like they shorts (Rick Owens)
Gunna spit venom, you can hear it in his voice (Venom)
Tried me and I killed him, I didn't really have no choice
I'm showin' no remorse
[Gunna (with Lil Baby):]
Can't see nothin' but the money like a blindfold
Two watches 'cause I'm in two different time zones
She like the way I f*ck her, have her mind blown
She stalkin', had to let her hear the dial tone
I'm crissin' with these crosses yeah, it's all chrome
We cookin' with that chopper, send your dawg home
Been livin', I'ma paint the Bentley rose gold
Beginnin' and we headed up (a long road)
[Lil Baby:]
Yeah (Long road)
You can hear the money in my voice
'Ventador, 2020, I ain't have a choice
And I got a Urus, we the Lamborghini Boys
I been gettin' millions, I ain't trippin' 'bout awards, yeah
Watchin' what I do, I got endorsements
Certified dripper, me and Gunna walk on water, yeah
Middle finger ring cost a quarter
Prolly one the flyest young niggas out of Georgia
I been goin' in, all you gotta do is record me
Niggas actin' like bitches, always keepin' shit corny
Get a nigga whacked for a new pair of Jordans
Hoppin' on the plane, I'm landin' in the mornin
Niggas ain't gang, nah, I'll never let 'em join us
How you go from Section 8 to ridin' in a foreign?
I'm only gon' hit it and forget it if it's borin'
I been sippin' syrup all day, just pourin'
Sold out dates, back to back like I'm tourin'
I just left the house, came in BAPE floors
I ain't miss the Jordans for this pair of Diors
Youngin' on fire, I ain't passin' the torch
I was hood rich, now I passed on the Forbes
Yeah, nigga tried to play me like a toy, damn
Now I feel bad for your boy, yeah
[Gunna:]
Can't see nothin' but the money like a blindfold
Two watches 'cause I'm in two different time zones
She like the way I f*ck her, have her mind blown
She stalkin', had to let her hear the dial tone
I'm crissin' with these crosses yeah, it's all chrome
We cookin' with that chopper, send your dawg home
Been livin', I'ma paint the Bentley rose gold
Beginnin' and we headed up a long road
[Gunna:]
Wheezy outta here (Wheezy outta here)
Yeah
Gunna spittin' words like a mothaf*ckin' poet (Poor)
Told 'em, "Press start, I'ma go ahead and record" (Go ahead and record)
Push one button, I could close up the doors (Yeah)
Made a few millions, give a f*ck about the Forbes (Uh-huh)
Drippin' all the children, nigga, used to couldn't afford ('Ford)
I was in the trenches rockin' Gucci and Dior
BET was trippin', how I didn't get an award? (How?)
You got me a annoyed
Double park the Urus, I'll pull up, 'Ventador (Skrrt)
Travel like a tourist, had to fly to Bora Bora
Show's around one-fifty, but they paid a lil' more (More)
Me and Wheezy wave, f*ckin' bitches on the shore (Wave)
We ain't come to play, is you with it, are you sure? (Nuh-uh)
Smokin' like a train, you can smell it in my pores (Shh)
Cup full of codeine, you can smell it when I pour (Smell it when I pour)
How'd I drink this all?
I'm spendin' on designer when I'm shoppin' in New York (Designer)
Goin' shoppin' one stop 'fore I stop at the resort (Resort)
You gon' never get it if your feature money short (Nuh-uh)
Wake up to a threesome in the penthouse on the Nawf (Yeah)
Rick Owens denims, show my sneakers like they shorts (Rick Owens)
Gunna spit venom, you can hear it in his voice (Venom)
Tried me and I killed him, I didn't really have no choice
I'm showin' no remorse
[Gunna (with Lil Baby):]
Can't see nothin' but the money like a blindfold
Two watches 'cause I'm in two different time zones
She like the way I f*ck her, have her mind blown
She stalkin', had to let her hear the dial tone
I'm crissin' with these crosses yeah, it's all chrome
We cookin' with that chopper, send your dawg home
Been livin', I'ma paint the Bentley rose gold
Beginnin' and we headed up (a long road)
[Lil Baby:]
Yeah (Long road)
You can hear the money in my voice
'Ventador, 2020, I ain't have a choice
And I got a Urus, we the Lamborghini Boys
I been gettin' millions, I ain't trippin' 'bout awards, yeah
Watchin' what I do, I got endorsements
Certified dripper, me and Gunna walk on water, yeah
Middle finger ring cost a quarter
Prolly one the flyest young niggas out of Georgia
I been goin' in, all you gotta do is record me
Niggas actin' like bitches, always keepin' shit corny
Get a nigga whacked for a new pair of Jordans
Hoppin' on the plane, I'm landin' in the mornin
Niggas ain't gang, nah, I'll never let 'em join us
How you go from Section 8 to ridin' in a foreign?
I'm only gon' hit it and forget it if it's borin'
I been sippin' syrup all day, just pourin'
Sold out dates, back to back like I'm tourin'
I just left the house, came in BAPE floors
I ain't miss the Jordans for this pair of Diors
Youngin' on fire, I ain't passin' the torch
I was hood rich, now I passed on the Forbes
Yeah, nigga tried to play me like a toy, damn
Now I feel bad for your boy, yeah
[Gunna:]
Can't see nothin' but the money like a blindfold
Two watches 'cause I'm in two different time zones
She like the way I f*ck her, have her mind blown
She stalkin', had to let her hear the dial tone
I'm crissin' with these crosses yeah, it's all chrome
We cookin' with that chopper, send your dawg home
Been livin', I'ma paint the Bentley rose gold
Beginnin' and we headed up a long road
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
ROCKSTAR BIKERS and CHAINS
(Wheezy outta here)
Hoo, hoo
Hoo, yeah
Hoo
Hoo, hoo
Yeah
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (chains)
One carat drip down my fang (fang)
Drugs runnin' deep through my vein (hoo)
I'm takin' drugs, healin' the pain (hoo)
Let the paint drip on my main (my main, hoo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, hoo)
I got more whips than a slave (slave, hoo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (yeah)
Copped the wrap on that bitch, got it matted (yeah)
They doubted, didn't think it would happen (yeah)
Thank God that He blessed me with talent (thank God, yeah)
My new bitch I got, she done been in the pageant (yeah)
She sexy and so charismatic (yeah, uh)
I hope it's a bulletproof vest in that jacket (yeah)
I keep the drumstick like it's Madden (yeah)
(I keep the drumstick like it's Madden)
In need of that cash like a addict (addict, hoo)
Told her, "Pull up," and sent her the addy (pull up, hoo)
Young GunWunna gon' keep him a baddie (GunWunna, hoo)
I'm a rockstar and a god of the fashion (uh, hoo)
Can't see you, these lights steady flashin' (hoo)
Raised the bar for my niggas, now we livin' legends (Wunna)
Just look at how we livin' lavish
(Just look at how we livin' lavish)
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (chains)
One carat drip down my fang (fang)
Drugs runnin' deep through my vein (hoo)
I'm takin' drugs, healin' the pain (hoo)
Let the paint drip on my main (my main, hoo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, hoo)
I got more whips than a slave (slave, hoo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (yeah)
I want the fortune, not fame (yeah)
Run it up, go buy the Lamb' truck (uh)
The Porsche, the Rolls Royce and the 'Vette and the Range ('Vette and the Range)
Niggas don't play 'cause they know we gon' bust (nah)
We pull up, bullets rainin' like rain (rain)
They drip 'cause of us, they ain't keepin' up (nah)
I switch it up, leather jackets and chains (hoo)
(I switch it up, leather jackets and chains)
Uh, rockstar life, bikers and chains (hoo)
Uh, you don't want smoke with the gang (hoo)
F&N, spittin' out flames (hoo)
Uh, I bring the heat like La Flame (hoo)
Came from the south but I ain't Tity 2 Chainz
Shady baby, born and raised (yeah)
I been puttin' on like way back in the day
The price tag only thing that changed (yeah)
Hoo, hoo
Hoo, yeah, yeah
Hoo
Hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo
Hoo, yeah
Hoo
Hoo, hoo
Yeah
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (chains)
One carat drip down my fang (fang)
Drugs runnin' deep through my vein (hoo)
I'm takin' drugs, healin' the pain (hoo)
Let the paint drip on my main (my main, hoo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, hoo)
I got more whips than a slave (slave, hoo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (yeah)
Copped the wrap on that bitch, got it matted (yeah)
They doubted, didn't think it would happen (yeah)
Thank God that He blessed me with talent (thank God, yeah)
My new bitch I got, she done been in the pageant (yeah)
She sexy and so charismatic (yeah, uh)
I hope it's a bulletproof vest in that jacket (yeah)
I keep the drumstick like it's Madden (yeah)
(I keep the drumstick like it's Madden)
In need of that cash like a addict (addict, hoo)
Told her, "Pull up," and sent her the addy (pull up, hoo)
Young GunWunna gon' keep him a baddie (GunWunna, hoo)
I'm a rockstar and a god of the fashion (uh, hoo)
Can't see you, these lights steady flashin' (hoo)
Raised the bar for my niggas, now we livin' legends (Wunna)
Just look at how we livin' lavish
(Just look at how we livin' lavish)
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (chains)
One carat drip down my fang (fang)
Drugs runnin' deep through my vein (hoo)
I'm takin' drugs, healin' the pain (hoo)
Let the paint drip on my main (my main, hoo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, hoo)
I got more whips than a slave (slave, hoo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (yeah)
I want the fortune, not fame (yeah)
Run it up, go buy the Lamb' truck (uh)
The Porsche, the Rolls Royce and the 'Vette and the Range ('Vette and the Range)
Niggas don't play 'cause they know we gon' bust (nah)
We pull up, bullets rainin' like rain (rain)
They drip 'cause of us, they ain't keepin' up (nah)
I switch it up, leather jackets and chains (hoo)
(I switch it up, leather jackets and chains)
Uh, rockstar life, bikers and chains (hoo)
Uh, you don't want smoke with the gang (hoo)
F&N, spittin' out flames (hoo)
Uh, I bring the heat like La Flame (hoo)
Came from the south but I ain't Tity 2 Chainz
Shady baby, born and raised (yeah)
I been puttin' on like way back in the day
The price tag only thing that changed (yeah)
Hoo, hoo
Hoo, yeah, yeah
Hoo
Hoo, hoo
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
MET GALA
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Might drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin'
Answer her texts, don't answer her calls
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
F*cked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' for fame
I trapped for a living and been had a name
Work hard for these clothes, cars, and watches and chains
Oh, man, Rolls-Royce got umbrellas, this whip for the rain
These folks done f*cked up, let me slip in the game
This bitch let me f*ck, this shit went to her brain
She know I'm a beast, it ain't easy to tame
She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin' my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
Came in and she strip, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a ho
A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
I hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Came from Flat Shoals and Old Nat on the South
In that back, you get whacked, then get shot in your car
Why hell you think that I'm maxin'?
Relaxin' in mansions, no cappin', 'cause we had it hard
I ain't get this shit just from askin'
I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I ain't get this bitch off of mackin'
It came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Might drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin'
Answer her texts, don't answer her calls
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
F*cked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' for fame
I trapped for a living and been had a name
Work hard for these clothes, cars, and watches and chains
Oh, man, Rolls-Royce got umbrellas, this whip for the rain
These folks done f*cked up, let me slip in the game
This bitch let me f*ck, this shit went to her brain
She know I'm a beast, it ain't easy to tame
She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin' my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
Came in and she strip, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a ho
A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
I hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Came from Flat Shoals and Old Nat on the South
In that back, you get whacked, then get shot in your car
Why hell you think that I'm maxin'?
Relaxin' in mansions, no cappin', 'cause we had it hard
I ain't get this shit just from askin'
I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I ain't get this bitch off of mackin'
It came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
NASTY GIRL / ON CAMERA
Mm, mm, mm (Wheezy outta here)
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Travel all over the world, runnin' into nasty girls (nasty girls)
Pullin' her curls, f*ckin' me a nasty girl, yeah
She strippin' at Crazy Girls, I bought her Cha-nay-nay pearls, yeah (it's crazy)
I tip her, make her twist and twirl, I pull up, baby, everything thorough, yeah
She freaky from the passenger seat
Shawty wanna suck it when I speed (wanna suck it when I speed)
She only wanna follow when I lead (wanna)
That's how I keep a bankroll neat (keep a bankroll neat)
Yeah, GunnaWunna got her out the street (GunnaWunna)
Niggas like just honey, really sweet (like honey, niggas sweet)
Yeah, I just left the dentist on fleek
Hundred for some pointers in my teeth (pointers in my teeth)
When I drop that shit, they gonna put it on repeat
Better play somebody else, 'cause we gonna defeat (yeah)
Pull up, spin the block, we leavin' everyone deceased (extreme)
F*ckin' on your wife because she like it when we creep
Diggin' in her body, got her bustin' on the sheets
And she like it nasty, so I call her freak-a-leek (nasty)
I'ma play my music while I stroke her to the beat (stroke)
F*ck her like a beast (f*ck her like a beast)
Yeah, I hit her like G, ah, I'm pullin' on her weave (yeah, pullin' on her weave)
Baby, take a lil' ecstasy (yeah), make a nigga smoke a lot of weed (yeah, smoke a lot of weed)
The one with the six OG, got a nigga high as he could be (high as he could be)
These rappers gettin' fly as they could be, you never will be flyer than me (hell yeah)
Travel all over the world, runnin' into nasty girls (nasty girls)
Pullin' her curls, f*ckin' me a nasty girl, yeah
She strippin' at Crazy Girls, I bought her Cha-nay-nay pearls, yeah (it's crazy)
I tip her, make her twist and twirl, I pull up, baby, everything thorough, yeah
I got this bougie dime on her knees
I heard you paid a dime just to squeeze (dime just to squeeze)
I heard your old man a OG
Heard he used to rock with Joey Debris (Joey Debris)
Can't win fair and square, you gotta cheat
Put that pussy on a nigga, now he geeked (nigga, now he geeked)
I see that you got love for the freak
I'm knowin' you in love with this freak
Barely havin' time, I try to f*ck her through the week
I'm never spendin' time if she ain't never thinkin' deep
I hire freaky bitches, they don't gotta have degrees
I'm young and always know to keep a tricky in my sleeve
They start to do too much, I had to tell a nigga freeze
I'm runnin' millions up, now I can't never get no sleep
Your daughter let me f*ck her, and I didn't have to pay a fee (no)
She got a baby Birkin and it didn't come from me (no)
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(Taurus)
Yeah, I told her twerk for the camera
She wanna, she wanna suck it on camera, yeah
I told her twerk for the camera (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (yeah)
I let my shit hang like a banner (banner)
Her mouth on my head like bandanas (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (she wanna suck it on camera)
These little boys don't want Ana (nah)
I talk to that ho with no manners (no manners)
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
Had to crawl to the top with no ladder
Got my millions, it don't even matter (don't even matter)
Turbo with me for life, it ain't nothin' (ain't nothin')
You know Wheezy my brother like Tana (like Tana)
She think she wanna f*ck on the camera
She flew from Atlanta, she easy to handle
Was piped when I met her, we swipe like the scammer
Her kid with her nana, hot piss in the Pamper
I'm too geeked up, excuse my grammar
Peel your top back, so smooth, bananas (bananas)
We the topic, can't change the channel
Forty thou' for the plain or better (or better)
Copped the Cayenne and painted it yellow
The bank callin' me, I don't go to the teller
They workin' for free, I don't know what to tell 'em
They say it's a jet, but I know it's propellers
I told her twerk for the camera (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (yeah)
I let my shit hang like a banner (banner)
Her mouth on my head like bandanas (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (she wanna suck it on camera)
These little boys don't want Ana (nah)
I talk to that ho with no manners (no manners)
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
She wanna suck it on camera
These little boys don't want Ana
I talk to that ho with no manners
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Travel all over the world, runnin' into nasty girls (nasty girls)
Pullin' her curls, f*ckin' me a nasty girl, yeah
She strippin' at Crazy Girls, I bought her Cha-nay-nay pearls, yeah (it's crazy)
I tip her, make her twist and twirl, I pull up, baby, everything thorough, yeah
She freaky from the passenger seat
Shawty wanna suck it when I speed (wanna suck it when I speed)
She only wanna follow when I lead (wanna)
That's how I keep a bankroll neat (keep a bankroll neat)
Yeah, GunnaWunna got her out the street (GunnaWunna)
Niggas like just honey, really sweet (like honey, niggas sweet)
Yeah, I just left the dentist on fleek
Hundred for some pointers in my teeth (pointers in my teeth)
When I drop that shit, they gonna put it on repeat
Better play somebody else, 'cause we gonna defeat (yeah)
Pull up, spin the block, we leavin' everyone deceased (extreme)
F*ckin' on your wife because she like it when we creep
Diggin' in her body, got her bustin' on the sheets
And she like it nasty, so I call her freak-a-leek (nasty)
I'ma play my music while I stroke her to the beat (stroke)
F*ck her like a beast (f*ck her like a beast)
Yeah, I hit her like G, ah, I'm pullin' on her weave (yeah, pullin' on her weave)
Baby, take a lil' ecstasy (yeah), make a nigga smoke a lot of weed (yeah, smoke a lot of weed)
The one with the six OG, got a nigga high as he could be (high as he could be)
These rappers gettin' fly as they could be, you never will be flyer than me (hell yeah)
Travel all over the world, runnin' into nasty girls (nasty girls)
Pullin' her curls, f*ckin' me a nasty girl, yeah
She strippin' at Crazy Girls, I bought her Cha-nay-nay pearls, yeah (it's crazy)
I tip her, make her twist and twirl, I pull up, baby, everything thorough, yeah
I got this bougie dime on her knees
I heard you paid a dime just to squeeze (dime just to squeeze)
I heard your old man a OG
Heard he used to rock with Joey Debris (Joey Debris)
Can't win fair and square, you gotta cheat
Put that pussy on a nigga, now he geeked (nigga, now he geeked)
I see that you got love for the freak
I'm knowin' you in love with this freak
Barely havin' time, I try to f*ck her through the week
I'm never spendin' time if she ain't never thinkin' deep
I hire freaky bitches, they don't gotta have degrees
I'm young and always know to keep a tricky in my sleeve
They start to do too much, I had to tell a nigga freeze
I'm runnin' millions up, now I can't never get no sleep
Your daughter let me f*ck her, and I didn't have to pay a fee (no)
She got a baby Birkin and it didn't come from me (no)
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(Taurus)
Yeah, I told her twerk for the camera
She wanna, she wanna suck it on camera, yeah
I told her twerk for the camera (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (yeah)
I let my shit hang like a banner (banner)
Her mouth on my head like bandanas (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (she wanna suck it on camera)
These little boys don't want Ana (nah)
I talk to that ho with no manners (no manners)
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
Had to crawl to the top with no ladder
Got my millions, it don't even matter (don't even matter)
Turbo with me for life, it ain't nothin' (ain't nothin')
You know Wheezy my brother like Tana (like Tana)
She think she wanna f*ck on the camera
She flew from Atlanta, she easy to handle
Was piped when I met her, we swipe like the scammer
Her kid with her nana, hot piss in the Pamper
I'm too geeked up, excuse my grammar
Peel your top back, so smooth, bananas (bananas)
We the topic, can't change the channel
Forty thou' for the plain or better (or better)
Copped the Cayenne and painted it yellow
The bank callin' me, I don't go to the teller
They workin' for free, I don't know what to tell 'em
They say it's a jet, but I know it's propellers
I told her twerk for the camera (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (yeah)
I let my shit hang like a banner (banner)
Her mouth on my head like bandanas (yeah)
She wanna suck it on camera (she wanna suck it on camera)
These little boys don't want Ana (nah)
I talk to that ho with no manners (no manners)
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
She wanna suck it on camera
These little boys don't want Ana
I talk to that ho with no manners
Thick mink on the floor in the Phantom
Writer: Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., BILL MODE RICO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., BILL MODE RICO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
COOLER THAN A BITCH
Hey
Hey
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
I feel like a rocket, I'm goin' outer space (outer space)
Got pretty vibes with me, I make sure all of 'em straight
I dress a bitch, I put her in some Prada and BAPE
Young Wunna international in all fifty states (whoa)
Listen, I might buss a nigga, war ready
Chop a nigga crew with a machete
Smokin' gasoline, ninety-three, unleaded
Card never D'd, I can spend without a limit (yeah)
Three Rolls watches and they all got baguette'd (whoa)
I got ten bad bitches, I keep all of 'em happy (yeah)
You ain't did nothin' for my bitch, bought an all-gold Patek
She can suck a good dick, get the Benz 4Matic (Benz)
This a rich nigga, come and feel my fabric
Young GunWunna, I got hundreds in my pants and my jacket
Chandelier all in the ceilin', think we f*ckin' in the palace
When you really gettin' millions, it gon' up a nigga status, up a nigga status
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
Pull up to the Maybach in the driveway, hm
Traphouse, had bitches countin' hundreds in the room
How you claimin' you a street nigga havin' loose lips?
Got a lot of new shit, Eliantte chain like the bottom of a ship
Got my niggas in the feds, gettin' loads when they get out
Keefa had to bring the Bentayga with the kit out
Got five bitches rollin' off the dope at the penthouse
She ain't tryna give me no neck, she had to get out
Send my young shooters, go wet some shit
Big brother taught me how to sip Actavis
When I pull up Mulsanne, she get crackin' on the dick
Lil' shawty gave me brain, I almost crashed the whip
Get her Saint Laurent, what's your shoe size?
F*cked her, I done came 'bout two times, yeah
I got top on top the rooftop, yeah
Big Cullinan, suicide, yeah
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
Ice
Yeah
Slime
Runnin' out of hits
Yeah
Hey
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
I feel like a rocket, I'm goin' outer space (outer space)
Got pretty vibes with me, I make sure all of 'em straight
I dress a bitch, I put her in some Prada and BAPE
Young Wunna international in all fifty states (whoa)
Listen, I might buss a nigga, war ready
Chop a nigga crew with a machete
Smokin' gasoline, ninety-three, unleaded
Card never D'd, I can spend without a limit (yeah)
Three Rolls watches and they all got baguette'd (whoa)
I got ten bad bitches, I keep all of 'em happy (yeah)
You ain't did nothin' for my bitch, bought an all-gold Patek
She can suck a good dick, get the Benz 4Matic (Benz)
This a rich nigga, come and feel my fabric
Young GunWunna, I got hundreds in my pants and my jacket
Chandelier all in the ceilin', think we f*ckin' in the palace
When you really gettin' millions, it gon' up a nigga status, up a nigga status
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
Pull up to the Maybach in the driveway, hm
Traphouse, had bitches countin' hundreds in the room
How you claimin' you a street nigga havin' loose lips?
Got a lot of new shit, Eliantte chain like the bottom of a ship
Got my niggas in the feds, gettin' loads when they get out
Keefa had to bring the Bentayga with the kit out
Got five bitches rollin' off the dope at the penthouse
She ain't tryna give me no neck, she had to get out
Send my young shooters, go wet some shit
Big brother taught me how to sip Actavis
When I pull up Mulsanne, she get crackin' on the dick
Lil' shawty gave me brain, I almost crashed the whip
Get her Saint Laurent, what's your shoe size?
F*cked her, I done came 'bout two times, yeah
I got top on top the rooftop, yeah
Big Cullinan, suicide, yeah
Cooler than a bitch (cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Muller off of licks (yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (whoa)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (far as I can spit)
We f*ckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (tall)
Ice
Yeah
Slime
Runnin' out of hits
Yeah
Writer: Jeff Lacroix, Lucas Difabbio, Rodrick Moore, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
IM ON SOME
Young Wheezy with the wave (wave)
Turbo, he the great
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (yeah)
That big body Rolls comin' (that big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (yeah)
And I send sharks while I hold it steady (hold it steady)
We cop the Pateks, we never petty (nah)
Look at my jacket, cost fifty, fifty (fifty, fifty)
Lil' baby nice and spaghetti ready (yeah)
I had two shows in a day, both one hunnid K (hunnid K)
My pockets feel heavy, heavy (heavy, heavy)
Flew to New York, had to go and see Eliantte (hey)
I left with baguettie-guetties (baguette 'guetties)
The history AP in February (yeah)
Ain't no misery in me, shit legendary (yeah)
Swear this industry sweeter than CherryBerry (yeah)
They try me, I'ma shoot like I'm Larry, Larry (yeah)
They be lookin' at me like a cash cow (cash cow)
Tryna milk me, ain't given 'em no dairy (no)
Bae out of town, got 'em runnin' wild (ah)
Drivin' boats, she try whip a whole ferry (try whip a whole ferry)
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (I don't back down to no one)
That big body Rolls comin' (yeah)
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (you broke boys ain't havin' nothin')
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (one reason I pack a gun)
They started a cap-a-thon (yeah)
Stop sayin' "drip", you ain't havin' none (nah)
I put that shit on, I'm the Dapper Don (Dapper Don)
Exclusive shit only like ComplexCon (ComplexCon)
Landin' in JF Kennedy, bring the whole city out (city out)
I drip at the Madison (Madison)
Tryna cross your bitch, go to New Jersey City, yeah (city, yeah)
I'm chillin' in Paterson
I think I killed him on accident (accident)
All-white Mulsanne like it's Heaven-sent (Heaven-sent, yeah)
Ben Franklin my president (my president)
Most of these niggas illiterate (yeah)
I got some pretty hoes, pretty white toes
They can't wait 'til I stick it in (can't wait 'til I stick it in)
Switched up her dress code, bought her lipo
Just to make her feel good again (make her feel good again)
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (yeah)
That big body Rolls comin' (that big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (one reason I pack a gun)
Turbo, he the great
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (yeah)
That big body Rolls comin' (that big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (yeah)
And I send sharks while I hold it steady (hold it steady)
We cop the Pateks, we never petty (nah)
Look at my jacket, cost fifty, fifty (fifty, fifty)
Lil' baby nice and spaghetti ready (yeah)
I had two shows in a day, both one hunnid K (hunnid K)
My pockets feel heavy, heavy (heavy, heavy)
Flew to New York, had to go and see Eliantte (hey)
I left with baguettie-guetties (baguette 'guetties)
The history AP in February (yeah)
Ain't no misery in me, shit legendary (yeah)
Swear this industry sweeter than CherryBerry (yeah)
They try me, I'ma shoot like I'm Larry, Larry (yeah)
They be lookin' at me like a cash cow (cash cow)
Tryna milk me, ain't given 'em no dairy (no)
Bae out of town, got 'em runnin' wild (ah)
Drivin' boats, she try whip a whole ferry (try whip a whole ferry)
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (I don't back down to no one)
That big body Rolls comin' (yeah)
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (you broke boys ain't havin' nothin')
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (one reason I pack a gun)
They started a cap-a-thon (yeah)
Stop sayin' "drip", you ain't havin' none (nah)
I put that shit on, I'm the Dapper Don (Dapper Don)
Exclusive shit only like ComplexCon (ComplexCon)
Landin' in JF Kennedy, bring the whole city out (city out)
I drip at the Madison (Madison)
Tryna cross your bitch, go to New Jersey City, yeah (city, yeah)
I'm chillin' in Paterson
I think I killed him on accident (accident)
All-white Mulsanne like it's Heaven-sent (Heaven-sent, yeah)
Ben Franklin my president (my president)
Most of these niggas illiterate (yeah)
I got some pretty hoes, pretty white toes
They can't wait 'til I stick it in (can't wait 'til I stick it in)
Switched up her dress code, bought her lipo
Just to make her feel good again (make her feel good again)
It feel like I'm on some (yeah)
I don't back down to no one (yeah)
That big body Rolls comin' (that big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain't havin' nothin' (nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (he ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (one reason I pack a gun)
Writer: Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
TOP FLOOR
(Run that back, Turbo)
(Wheezy outta here)
Jumped out of a wave right into a daze
It can wreck your life, you gotta think twice
Put it together, the color I like
Know it look better whenever enticed
Prada, blue leather, whatever her vice
(Okay)
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
High in the sky, they can't reach (high)
Fly with a style that's unique (fly)
Ride LaFerraris (Ferraris)
I came out the mud like the cleats
Float like Muhammad Ali (yeah)
Wave, I was born in a sea (wave)
Life of the party (life of the party)
Miami, we had to start it (we had to start it)
I feed her, we eatin' calamari
Drip on these suckers, sorry, I'm not sorry
Order the PJ, I'm flyin' to Maui
One of one, only get VLONE from Bari (VLONE from Bari)
She came with me once, had a wonderful day
Bitch wrote a book and put me in her diary
We f*cked on a boat, I'm a pirate (pirate)
Admit it, I know you admire it (admire it)
My diamonds dance like parade (parade)
Matte black Aventador, same color shades (shade)
Earn your promotion, I'll give you a raise (raise)
Poured up some potion, feel intoxicated
Float like the ocean, young Gunna go crazy
Tropical bitches, her hair wet and wavy
Put a big double M on my Mercedes
Got me some millions, no minimum wagin'
(Okay)
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Top floor (yeah)
Elevator entrance, not doors
Only thing above us is outdoors
Took her down to Houston to the chachos
Took a million and started a bank
Top of the floor, man, it came with the rink
And you're welcome come party, the hell did you think?
Juggle the beats how I juggle the fame
And I gobble the pain when I swallow this drank
I grow my own gas in the back of the farm
Need the cover of Time so my haters believers
I ran through these seasons with centerfold pieces
Flip the promoter just like we do pizza
Just run me my cheese, we don't wanna go grease ya
Hotline (okay), turn the pipeline to a lifeline
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
(Wheezy outta here)
Jumped out of a wave right into a daze
It can wreck your life, you gotta think twice
Put it together, the color I like
Know it look better whenever enticed
Prada, blue leather, whatever her vice
(Okay)
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
High in the sky, they can't reach (high)
Fly with a style that's unique (fly)
Ride LaFerraris (Ferraris)
I came out the mud like the cleats
Float like Muhammad Ali (yeah)
Wave, I was born in a sea (wave)
Life of the party (life of the party)
Miami, we had to start it (we had to start it)
I feed her, we eatin' calamari
Drip on these suckers, sorry, I'm not sorry
Order the PJ, I'm flyin' to Maui
One of one, only get VLONE from Bari (VLONE from Bari)
She came with me once, had a wonderful day
Bitch wrote a book and put me in her diary
We f*cked on a boat, I'm a pirate (pirate)
Admit it, I know you admire it (admire it)
My diamonds dance like parade (parade)
Matte black Aventador, same color shades (shade)
Earn your promotion, I'll give you a raise (raise)
Poured up some potion, feel intoxicated
Float like the ocean, young Gunna go crazy
Tropical bitches, her hair wet and wavy
Put a big double M on my Mercedes
Got me some millions, no minimum wagin'
(Okay)
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Top floor (yeah)
Elevator entrance, not doors
Only thing above us is outdoors
Took her down to Houston to the chachos
Took a million and started a bank
Top of the floor, man, it came with the rink
And you're welcome come party, the hell did you think?
Juggle the beats how I juggle the fame
And I gobble the pain when I swallow this drank
I grow my own gas in the back of the farm
Need the cover of Time so my haters believers
I ran through these seasons with centerfold pieces
Flip the promoter just like we do pizza
Just run me my cheese, we don't wanna go grease ya
Hotline (okay), turn the pipeline to a lifeline
Amount to, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
Writer: Chandler Durham, Jacques Webster, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
DONT PLAY AROUND
(Aviator)
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around (don't play around)
Poverty (yeah)
No cash for the gas, stove a heater, this is poverty (this is poverty)
In the hood sellin' trash, bustin' gats, givin' mama money on the lease (yeah)
We gotta eat, fast forward, now I'm on the Forbes, say I got a lot of cheese
Count a lot of G's, we ain't poor no more, ain't nobody ever bother me (nah)
Baby say she wanna swallow me (swallow me)
Maybe later, that's if anything (anything)
I'm critiquing my quality (yeah)
People listenin' to anything (anything)
You remind me of a Billie Jean
Listen, baby, you will never get a ring
Yeah, I'm high, but I ain't goin' for anything (nah)
Yeah, this money green, but we weren't never green (never green)
Blow your shit out 'til it's smithereens
Only nasty pussy, niggas killed the king (killed the king)
I'm a foul a nigga, f*ck a penalty
Money all in, ain't no in-between
I got hot, can't copy 'til infinity (yeah)
I got Nech and Buku 'til infinty (yeah)
Kill our enemies, party with some bitches in the Philippines
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around
Pockets stuffed, lookin' swole (swole)
I'm G, can't lie to me
I'm strictly sticking to the code (code)
The jet got speed, astrology (yeah)
Feel a different feelin' when you flow (flow)
I love your energy and the air you breathe
I will never let you go (go)
If it's anything that you ever need
I'ma pick up, call me on the phone (anything that you ever need)
Hold me down 'til the dirt gone (gone)
Rollin' Loud know my worst song
I ain't turnin' down, still turned on (turned on)
My pretty vibe, she earth tone
Paid sixty thousand for my birth stone (yeah)
I remember trappin' off a work phone (yeah)
I got day one niggas missin', some temporary, some long gone
I try to save my niggas, if you call him brother, better tell him when he wrong
I see the waves gettin' bigger, tryna paint a picture, gotta pay attention, though
We paved the way for our niggas
Now we pourin' liquor down these pretty bitches' throat (wait)
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around (don't play around)
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around (don't play around)
Poverty (yeah)
No cash for the gas, stove a heater, this is poverty (this is poverty)
In the hood sellin' trash, bustin' gats, givin' mama money on the lease (yeah)
We gotta eat, fast forward, now I'm on the Forbes, say I got a lot of cheese
Count a lot of G's, we ain't poor no more, ain't nobody ever bother me (nah)
Baby say she wanna swallow me (swallow me)
Maybe later, that's if anything (anything)
I'm critiquing my quality (yeah)
People listenin' to anything (anything)
You remind me of a Billie Jean
Listen, baby, you will never get a ring
Yeah, I'm high, but I ain't goin' for anything (nah)
Yeah, this money green, but we weren't never green (never green)
Blow your shit out 'til it's smithereens
Only nasty pussy, niggas killed the king (killed the king)
I'm a foul a nigga, f*ck a penalty
Money all in, ain't no in-between
I got hot, can't copy 'til infinity (yeah)
I got Nech and Buku 'til infinty (yeah)
Kill our enemies, party with some bitches in the Philippines
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around
Pockets stuffed, lookin' swole (swole)
I'm G, can't lie to me
I'm strictly sticking to the code (code)
The jet got speed, astrology (yeah)
Feel a different feelin' when you flow (flow)
I love your energy and the air you breathe
I will never let you go (go)
If it's anything that you ever need
I'ma pick up, call me on the phone (anything that you ever need)
Hold me down 'til the dirt gone (gone)
Rollin' Loud know my worst song
I ain't turnin' down, still turned on (turned on)
My pretty vibe, she earth tone
Paid sixty thousand for my birth stone (yeah)
I remember trappin' off a work phone (yeah)
I got day one niggas missin', some temporary, some long gone
I try to save my niggas, if you call him brother, better tell him when he wrong
I see the waves gettin' bigger, tryna paint a picture, gotta pay attention, though
We paved the way for our niggas
Now we pourin' liquor down these pretty bitches' throat (wait)
Ballin' hard, break the rules (rules)
I didn't come here to lose (nah)
Fresh, first day of school (school)
Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I ain't playin' 'round, I don't play around
Don't play around (I ain't playin' around)
Mink fur when it's cold (cold)
Neck full of rose gold (rose gold)
I've been reachin' my goals (my goals)
Travel all across the globe, oh
I don't play around, I don't play around
Don't play around (don't play around)
I don't play around, I ain't playin' 'round
Don't play around (don't play around)
Writer: Kenneth Gilmore, Sergio Kitchens, Tobias Dekker
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
DO BETTER
(Wheezy outta here)
I wanna see you do better
Fly, I'ma need a propeller (fly)
When it's cold, I'm the one like a sweater (sweater)
When I'm high, ain't no changin' the weather
If you only had one time, you could hear my voice
I'd sing my song at Coachella (sing my song at Coachella)
Only got one life, you can get rich twice
Let it rain on the Rolls umbrella
Seats in the Rolls-Royce leather
VVs in the Roll' Sky-Dweller (uh)
I done made up my mind and done got on my grind
And now they got a vendetta (now they got a vendetta)
Jumpin' inside, I ain't goin' in silent
Now her pussy gettin' wetter (now her pussy gettin' wetter)
I wanna see you doin' better
All black, they can't see me in the Ghost
Make it back, all I ever needed was hope
If you take a fall, can you fall on your folks?
You takin' care us all, then it's all that she wrote (yeah)
I got to be the son, I got to be the one
Nah, I can't be the one they callin' a joke (nah)
Can't nobody help you when your card get revoked
Always been the freshest, I be cleaner than soap
I control the business, I don't need a remote
Got some millions in, I'm 'bout to get plenty more
GunnaWunna, I'ma kill 'em with antidote
It's my persona, baby, and I thought you would know (yeah)
I let the engine run, I need a bigger lawn
I been done set this shit on fire like a Pope (fire like a Pope)
I ain't the one to run, I got a bigger gun
I'll call some alimes or I'll call me some locs (slime)
I know some big B's and my cousin a Folk
I sting like a bee, gotta watch your approach
I can't believe it's two hundred G for a show
You on your knees but I can't believe you a ho
You f*ck around, but you gotta keep it on the low
I ain't pin you down, baby, I'd rather see you grow
Nobody wanna see you doin' better than 'em, though
(Nobody wanna see you doin' better than 'em, though)
I wanna see you do better
Fly, I'ma need a propeller (fly)
When it's cold, I'm the one like a sweater (sweater)
When I'm high, ain't no changin' the weather
If you only had one time, you could hear my voice
I'd sing my song at Coachella (sing my song at Coachella)
Only got one life, you can get rich twice
Let it rain on the Rolls umbrella
Seats in the Rolls-Royce leather
VVs in the Roll' Sky-Dweller (uh)
I done made up my mind and done got on my grind
And now they got a vendetta (now they got a vendetta)
Jumpin' inside, I ain't goin' in silent
Now her pussy gettin' wetter (now her pussy gettin' wetter)
I wanna see you doin' better
I wanna see you do better
Fly, I'ma need a propeller (fly)
When it's cold, I'm the one like a sweater (sweater)
When I'm high, ain't no changin' the weather
If you only had one time, you could hear my voice
I'd sing my song at Coachella (sing my song at Coachella)
Only got one life, you can get rich twice
Let it rain on the Rolls umbrella
Seats in the Rolls-Royce leather
VVs in the Roll' Sky-Dweller (uh)
I done made up my mind and done got on my grind
And now they got a vendetta (now they got a vendetta)
Jumpin' inside, I ain't goin' in silent
Now her pussy gettin' wetter (now her pussy gettin' wetter)
I wanna see you doin' better
All black, they can't see me in the Ghost
Make it back, all I ever needed was hope
If you take a fall, can you fall on your folks?
You takin' care us all, then it's all that she wrote (yeah)
I got to be the son, I got to be the one
Nah, I can't be the one they callin' a joke (nah)
Can't nobody help you when your card get revoked
Always been the freshest, I be cleaner than soap
I control the business, I don't need a remote
Got some millions in, I'm 'bout to get plenty more
GunnaWunna, I'ma kill 'em with antidote
It's my persona, baby, and I thought you would know (yeah)
I let the engine run, I need a bigger lawn
I been done set this shit on fire like a Pope (fire like a Pope)
I ain't the one to run, I got a bigger gun
I'll call some alimes or I'll call me some locs (slime)
I know some big B's and my cousin a Folk
I sting like a bee, gotta watch your approach
I can't believe it's two hundred G for a show
You on your knees but I can't believe you a ho
You f*ck around, but you gotta keep it on the low
I ain't pin you down, baby, I'd rather see you grow
Nobody wanna see you doin' better than 'em, though
(Nobody wanna see you doin' better than 'em, though)
I wanna see you do better
Fly, I'ma need a propeller (fly)
When it's cold, I'm the one like a sweater (sweater)
When I'm high, ain't no changin' the weather
If you only had one time, you could hear my voice
I'd sing my song at Coachella (sing my song at Coachella)
Only got one life, you can get rich twice
Let it rain on the Rolls umbrella
Seats in the Rolls-Royce leather
VVs in the Roll' Sky-Dweller (uh)
I done made up my mind and done got on my grind
And now they got a vendetta (now they got a vendetta)
Jumpin' inside, I ain't goin' in silent
Now her pussy gettin' wetter (now her pussy gettin' wetter)
I wanna see you doin' better
Writer: Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
FAR
(Run that back, Turbo)
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
1993, the year a star was born (star was born)
Lot of people know my name, I feel important (feel important)
Said I'm on a wave, don't know where I'm goin' (where I'm goin')
On a whole 'nother wave, sayin' words like a poet (like a poet)
She said, "GunnaWunna, I love the way you stroke it" (stroke it)
Fly you in and out of town, my lifestyle not boring (boring)
I can see you bound to drown, but this drip, you cannot force it (force it)
Ain't no time to lounge around, my son gotta be born rich (born rich)
I ain't tryna talk you down 'cause I know niggas be hardhead (hardhead)
Thinkin' how they put my brother in the ground, had to pour up more red (more red)
I been doing circles all around the town, speeding in a Corvette
Bitches tryna trap a nigga down, tellin' me to have raw sex
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
I don't need no recruit, gang on the way to guard
These pussies tryna pull a gangster card
F*ck 'round and hit your girl in front your son
Spot full of trees, nigga, it's time to hunt
My brother gave a life back, he God's son
Godson, my baby mama hate the fact I'm on
I'm on, now the spots, they come with chaperones
How come before a million I didn't have no one?
Two 40s when I travel and they twins (they twins, twins)
Put a million on a million and get it again (and get it again)
I'm a living testimony, but I sin (living testimony)
Feel like a narcissist, you can't teach a nigga nothin' (teach a nigga nothin')
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
1993, the year a star was born (star was born)
Lot of people know my name, I feel important (feel important)
Said I'm on a wave, don't know where I'm goin' (where I'm goin')
On a whole 'nother wave, sayin' words like a poet (like a poet)
She said, "GunnaWunna, I love the way you stroke it" (stroke it)
Fly you in and out of town, my lifestyle not boring (boring)
I can see you bound to drown, but this drip, you cannot force it (force it)
Ain't no time to lounge around, my son gotta be born rich (born rich)
I ain't tryna talk you down 'cause I know niggas be hardhead (hardhead)
Thinkin' how they put my brother in the ground, had to pour up more red (more red)
I been doing circles all around the town, speeding in a Corvette
Bitches tryna trap a nigga down, tellin' me to have raw sex
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
I don't need no recruit, gang on the way to guard
These pussies tryna pull a gangster card
F*ck 'round and hit your girl in front your son
Spot full of trees, nigga, it's time to hunt
My brother gave a life back, he God's son
Godson, my baby mama hate the fact I'm on
I'm on, now the spots, they come with chaperones
How come before a million I didn't have no one?
Two 40s when I travel and they twins (they twins, twins)
Put a million on a million and get it again (and get it again)
I'm a living testimony, but I sin (living testimony)
Feel like a narcissist, you can't teach a nigga nothin' (teach a nigga nothin')
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
I know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
We done bought a hundred cars
We done f*cked a hundred broads
Went against the odds (against the odds)
Whole life, was trippin' hard, now we livin' large (livin' large)
The whole world wouldn't have ours, they know who we are
Know they ain't think we'd make it far (know they ain't think we'd make it far)
Whole lot of hitters died, in the prison throwing riots
Time to free my guys (time to free my guys)
Cuz smilin' in my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
Writer: Chandler Durham, Jeffrey Williams, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wunna (stylized in all caps) is the second studio album by American rapper Gunna. The album features guest appearances from Young Thug, Nechie, Lil Baby, Roddy Ricch, and Travis Scott. The deluxe edition was released on July 24, 2020. It features additional guest appearances from Yak Gotti, Future, Nav, and Lil Uzi Vert.
It was supported by three singles: "Skybox", "Wunna", and "Dollaz on My Head".
Wunna received generally favorable reviews from critics and debuted atop the US Billboard 200, earning 111,000 album-equivalent units of which 4,000 were pure sales, becoming Gunna's first number-one album.
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GunnaIt was supported by three singles: "Skybox", "Wunna", and "Dollaz on My Head".
Wunna received generally favorable reviews from critics and debuted atop the US Billboard 200, earning 111,000 album-equivalent units of which 4,000 were pure sales, becoming Gunna's first number-one album.
Genre(s): Hip hop
Producer(s): Alex Lustig, Aviator Keyyz, Bobby Raps, Dunk Rock, Fizzle, Frankie Bash, Grayson Beatz, Heavy Mellow, Jasper Harris, Justin Glass, Kenny Stuntin, Mike Will Made It, Millz, Morgan O'Connor, Myles Harris, Nik D, Outtatown, Oz, Pi'erre Bourne, Pro Logic, Psymun, Rex Kudo, Sebastian, Taurus, Tre Pounds, Turbo, Wheezy, Young Twix
Length: 50:06
Released: May 22nd, 2020
Year: 2020