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.223 lyrics - Gunna (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

100 miles per hour

[Gunna:]

I got flawless baguettes the size of the charm

Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn

Receivin' these prices they say light of dawn

Scott del white cover half of my arm

Niggas ain't rockin that shit that we on

Your bitch come and see me like 5 in the morning

We carry these .223's like we the army

Haa, you niggas broke, don't think life is important

Handin out weed, selling out like the Jordans

Cashing out numerous thousand important

You gon' swallow this cum fore you have an abortion

Auto cost pages we look like the martians

Stating advice can't go out of the margin

Coupe worth too much but I can't even park it

[Lil Uzi Vert:]

This is a Bentley bitch, this not a Lexus (skrrt)

You beat me to the club like a domestic

I came to the club and they gave me a section

Hulk on my track and my track I'm matte blacken

Saint Laurent trench coat, Rick Owen my jacket

Pull up I lam it, no I won't crash it

Rock star lifestyle like my name Lenny Kravitz

Cartier diamonds, the frame in my glasses

No,no,no, you can not get these lens crafters

I shook his hand I was smiling and laughing

We killed that nigga, came out like what happened (what happened)

What happened lil nigga, what happened

It's Mr. Geeked Up, I'm never not lacking

I stay with my twin like my name was Shannon

Black in my fish, no pink call it salmon (Yeah!)

[Gunna:]

I got flawless baguettes the size of the charm

Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn

Receivin' these prices they say light of dawn

Scott del white cover half of my arm

Niggas ain't rockin that shit that we on

Your bitch come and see me like 5 in the morning

We carry these .223's like we the army

Haa, you niggas broke, don't think life is important

Handin' out weed, selling out like the Jordans

Cashing out numerous thousand important

You gon' swallow this cum fore you have an abortion

Auto cost pages we look like the martians

Stating advice can't go out of the margin

Coupe worth too much but I can't even park it

Pussy cool but the head is retarded

Make one false move, your head is a target (target)

Got the drip and I still ain't reward it

Used to ball marco like I play with the hornets

Ray gbn like my bro DJ Cory

Been walking magic, I turn the world to the stormy (stormy)

These fuck bitches want give me the horje

You hear the horses when we runnin' these Porsche's

Drop the top I feel like I can soar, corgi that paint on my Christian Dior

Coming up really had this shit hard, now that you want cate me shopping desire (desire)

My shawty I wear like a heart, 16 whole rounds in that mini AR Comila some of my dogs caught they R's now y'all gone wanna have me A & R

I got flawless baguettes the size of the charm

Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn

Receivin' these prices they say light of dawn

Scott del white cover half of my arm

Niggas ain't rockin that shit that we on

Your bitch come and see me like 5 in the morning

We carry these .223's like we the army

Haa, you niggas broke, don't think life is important

Handin' out weed, selling out like the Jordans

Cashing out numerous thousand important

You gon' swallow this cum fore you have an abortion

Auto cost pages we look like the martians

Stating advice can't go out of the margin

Coupe worth too much but I can't even park it

9 TIMES OUTTA 10 lyrics - Gunna & Taurus

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo

Yeah, nigga, we, we came up, nigga

We ain't goin' back, back and forth with you suckas

You know

Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon' win (Win)

Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz (Nine times out of ten)

Nine times out of ten, I'ma come and get revenge (Come and get revenge)

Nine times out of ten, I'll probably send again (Again)

Watching through that lens (Lens)

Keep an F&N, it's extended with a dick (Extended with a dick)

Had to hand 'em in, I could never be a prick (Never be a prick)

Don't you never say I switched (Never say I)

Chasin' hundreds since a kid, makin' money like I'm Mitch (Mitch)

Make a couple bricks (Bricks)

Keep a tall bitch, I'll nail her to the cross (Cross)

Beatin' down her walls (Walls)

I had dirty money, but I keep it clean like Lysol (Lysol)

It came up, but I would have said "Oh fuck, nice loft"

Never mind me (Never mind me), I don't hate it all (All)

It's a doggy dog world (Dog), stand on my paws (Rrr)

Spend this cash around, I ain't hit a ball hard (Ball hard)

Sliding in that Urus, seats the color basketball (Ball)

Pull up in that Lamb truck, me and Taurus (Skrt)

Order me some lamb chops and some calamari (Calamari)

See that comin' next month, I want that RR (RR)

I fuck this bitch from Flatbush, she yellin' "Ah-ah" (Ah Ah)

Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon' win (Nine times out of ten)

Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz (Nine times out of ten)

Nine times out of ten, I'ma come and get revenge (Come and get revenge)

Nine times out of ten, I'll probably send again

Watching through that lens (Lens)

Keep an F&N, it's extended with a dick

Had to hand 'em in, I could never be a prick

Don't you never say I switched (Never say I)

Chasin' hundreds since a kid, makin' money like I'm Mitch (Mitch)

Grammys like a trophy, hard to keep it lowkey (Yeah)

Nine times outta' ten, dawg, I know I'd get a Rollie (Know I'd get a Rollie)

Nine out of my ten friends rockin' them a Rollie (Yeah)

Fat carat on my ear, it's hard to go unnoticed (Yeah)

No rosa gold, just all white got me feeling holy (All white)

Big dude, he had that soft white hoe and know he sold it (Knowing that he)

That boy ain't got his own style, my fans know he stole it (Own style)

But my bank account still loaded, you won't last if you ain't devoted (Nah)

Yeah, that's the homie (Yeah)

Neighborhood roller, you won't never be my coadie' (Never)

Colder than a polar (Woah), we still negative four degree (Yeah)

Nine times out of ten, you broke ass niggas can't get near me

Yo' bitch nothing if you ask me (Ask me)

Nine times out of ten niggas knew I was gon' win (Nine times out of ten)

Nine times out of ten I was gonna get a Benz (Nine times out of ten)

Nine times out of ten, I'ma come and get revenge (Come and get revenge)

Nine times out of ten, I'll probably send again

Watching through that lens

Keep an F&N, it's extended with a dick

Had to hand 'em in, I could never be a prick

Don't you never say I switched (Never say I)

Chasin' hundreds since a kid, makin' money like I'm Mitch

Taurus

Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon' win

Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz

Nine times out of ten, I'ma come and get revenge

Nine times out of ten, I'll probably send again

Bachelor lyrics - Turbo & Gunna

Really, ah

Do you ever think about me?

Really, if you're honest with me

I'd like to see this through

Ooh, ah

Do you ever think about me?

Really, if you're honest with me

I'd like to see this through

Who else you thinkin' 'bout?

I can't be calling your phone every day

Fuck is you thinkin' 'bout?

This shit ain't loyal and this girl is spoiled

Your heart like the trash, you can take it out

Quit making up shit to complain about

She lay on the couch, I'm all in her crotch

We fuck then we break up, we fuck then we make up

We fuck then we break up and make up

We fucked in Jamaica, we fucked at Bojangle

We fucked in the back of Bottega

I ordered the Draco, I'm over the radar

You chasing that pussy, not paper

I slow it all down with the maple

You know I got too many flavors

And she fell in love with her neighbor, if I hit it once then I hit it again

Face and her body a ten

Hair blowin' in the wind

Stoppin' in town and I beat that shit down and I'm back on the road again

She come on the low with friends

She know I got hoes like I'm Prince

They print it, I get it, I got every penny, you know I got plenty of Benjis

Fuck in the new condominium, we on the balcony

We lookin' over the city

She knows she gotta come drip to get just like a bachelor

We never showin' no pity

You got a business then I gotta be the ambassador

We got it started in Philly

Who else you thinkin' 'bout?

I can't be calling your phone every day

Fuck is you thinkin' 'bout?

This shit ain't loyal and this girl is spoiled

Your heart like the trash, you can take it out

Quit making up shit to complain about

She lay on the couch, I'm all in her crotch

We fuck then we break up, we fuck then we make up

We fuck then we break up and make up

We fucked in Jamaica, we fucked at Bojangle

We fucked in the back of Bottega

I ordered the Draco, I'm over the radar

You chasing that pussy, not paper

I slow it all down with the maple

You know I got too many flavors

Young Gunna got too many flavors, they all sittin' pretty with white on their toes

High-end design on her clothes

Ride in back of the Rolls

That my lil' yeah, I love fuckin' her face, when it come to that throat, she GOAT

She swallow it all and don't choke

I'm pullin' up on her, fasho

I peep that you wanted, ain't give you no water, we always gon' fuck wit' you, honey

Had a few shots and I took her right back to the spot and I gave her the dick till the morning

She like that shit, I been flippin' her inside and out

Our sex'll never get boring

She said she thinkin' 'bout me every time I leave out

She need to keep on recording

Who else you thinkin' 'bout?

I can't be calling your phone every day

Fuck is you thinkin' 'bout?

This shit ain't loyal and this girl is spoiled

Your heart like the trash, you can take it out

Quit making up shit to complain about

She lay on the couch, I'm all in her crotch

We fuck then we break up, we fuck then we make up

We fuck then we break up and make up

We fucked in Jamaica, we fucked at Bojangle

We fucked in the back of Bottega

I ordered the Draco, I'm over the radar

You chasing that pussy, not paper

I slow it all down with the maple

You know I got too many flavors

Run it back, Turbo

Do you ever think about me?

Really, if you're honest with me

I'd like to see this through

Ooh, ah

Do you ever think about me?

Really, if you're honest with me

I'd like to see this through

Back And Forth lyrics - Gunna & HoodRich Pablo Juan

[Gunna]

Going back and forth with these hoes

I told you I drip with these clothes

'Bout to get back on the road

Bigger back end at these shows

I done came from the bottom with hope

Stack that cash up, that's all that I know

Gotta get my family a new home

Gotta go and cash out on the road

Choke the game I got it in a yoke

My auntie used to play with that coke

I love her 'cause she kept me with hope

Boutta run that shit up like Lil Boat

This a checkerboard Damier coat

Saint Laurent these the same color as oak

Rock Off-White still look light like the Pope

Momma told me, "that's all that she wrote"

Hopping out of these suicide doors

Got some tailor made drip on my clothes

Run that new in and out with the old

Valentino on all of my hoes

Niggas jealous they wanna be known

I know you can do better on yo own

I see basically niggas is clones

You play wrong, you get popped in yo dome

I'm just trying bring these m&m's home

I'mma try put my lil' niggas on

I don't care if you feel it or don't

Gotta get in that billionaire mode

You can't come to come kick it you told

That's a price on yo head 'till you gone

Better pray up and live with that tome

Can't go back and you know how it go

Going back and forth with these hoes

I told you I drip with these clothes

'Bout to get back on the road

Bigger back end at these shows

I done came from the bottom with hope

Stack that cash up, that's all that I know

Gotta get my family a new home

Gotta go and cash out on the road

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]

50 racks stuffed in my denim

Rocking the Gucci with lion like Simba

I keep the blue hunnids with me like gang members

I get that hoe back, she just a rental

I'm in the trap spot just like a vendor

Go back and forth with these hoes

I go back and forth with these shows

A hunnid thousand got my neck on froze

I want the cookie no petro

I used to trap out the metro

Had that bitch turn to a klepto

I'm rocking Louis V head to toe

Wake up, I dress like I got a show

I need the money, the can fasho

I be dripping in designer galore

Fuck on that bitch and then I gotta go

[Gunna:]

Going back and forth with these hoes

I told you I drip with these clothes

'Bout to get back on the road

Bigger back end at these shows

I done came from the bottom with hope

Stack that cash up, that's all that I know

Gotta get my family a new home

Gotta go and cash out on the road

Bittersweet lyrics - Gunna

(I-I—)

(I-I'm working on dying)

Shit been rough, but I ain't too tough to say I love and I miss you

You my dawg, I don't care if we fall out, nigga, I never could diss you

For the chains and the fame, only we seen the vision

'Bout my name, let it bang, goin' out with my pistol

Got me a taste of this fame, it was sweet, now it's bitter

Maybach came with pillows, I can't talk in no pillows (Uh)

Armed and dangerous, but that don't make me no killer

Heard you caught a hit, but that don't make you no killer (Uh)

Rich and I feel fit, look like I play for the Steelers (Uh)

Fans say when I rap, they hear the pain in my rhythm (Uh)

Keeping them far back until I know they agenda (Uh)

All these niggas capping like the man in the middle

They gon' mention Wunna cause the views'll be bigger (Uh)

Ain't now way to explain the way you abusin' these Skittles (Uh)

If I knew the road, I would've rolled, the risk to rolling the dice (Uh)

It's insane inside my brain, I'm spittin' this pain on this mic (Uh)

Gotta ball like I'm Wilt Chamberlain, a hell of a price (Uh)

Love when I'm on drugs, but that just ain't very bright (Uh)

My trust so fucked up, I keep these bitches on ice (Uh)

I can't fall in love, I need a specific type

Careful with your choices 'cause you can't make it twice (Can't make it twice)

Money don't uphold so much that we sacrifice (We sacrifice)

Life a rollercoaster, turns go low and back high (Going back high)

My day's been a blur, can't get the dirt out my eyes

Ran through a whole dub, this round, I'm keeping it tight (Keeping it tight)

Praying more on my knees at night, I'm tryna get right (Get right)

Times it don't feel even, but I still gotta stride (Still gotta stride)

Living through the seasons 'til the day that we die

Can't nobody stop it, when you pop it, you pop it (Uh, pop it, you pop it)

Hoping that I flop, but I sold copies and copies (Uh)

Just hand in more boxes, giving range and more options (Range and more options, uh)

Know he ain't a opp, I still proceed him with caution (Uh)

Geeking on them shrooms, I'm seeing my words like I'm writing (Uh)

Post every single move I do so he can go viral (Uh)

My fans coming through for me, you think they entitled (Uh)

Thinkin' 'bout the crew again, could we reunite 'em?

Shit done been slow motion, but the peace steady climbing

(Peace steady climbing)

Can't miss too much over and it's mostly deposits (Mostly deposits)

Care too much to show it, just know that I got it (Know that I got it)

Niggas show they hate before they do something positive (Something positive)

Niggas just want you fade away and hope that you forgot 'em (Uh, hope you forgot 'em)

It ain't gon' be easy to take the southside don dada (Southside don dada)

Figured out that all of these Ms could take care of all of my problems (All of my problems, uh)

Rapping, I'm so for real, this time we stronger together

Careful with your choices 'cause you can't make it twice (Can't make it twice)

Money don't uphold so much that we sacrifice (We sacrifice, uh)

Life a rollercoaster, turns go low and back high (Going back high)

My day's been a blur, can't get the dirt out my eyes (Uh)

Ran through a whole dub, this round, I'm keeping it tight (Uh, keeping it tight)

Praying more on my knees at night, I'm tryna get right (Uh, get right)

Times it don't feel even, but I still gotta stride (Uh, still gotta stride)

Living through the seasons 'til the day that we die (Uh)

(Uh)

(Uh)

(Uh)

BRODIES lyrics - Ufo361 & Gunna

[Ufo361:]

Love my life

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein'n Brodys

Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys

Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Ja)

Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Ihr wisst Bescheid)

[Gunna:]

I've been countin' bands with my brodies (Yeah)

My foreign bitch so bad, I pay cash for her Lotus (Cash)

Young Gunna, drip God, that's on God, and they know this (On God)

Spit verse like a poet (Poet), factory-new Rolex (Factory)

Shittin' on all you haters (Yeah), my mama a ho if I say sorry (No)

Landed in Milan, hit Palm Angels, then go 'Marni (Go 'Marni)

Ufo hit my line, he at the penthouse at Bvlgari (P)

488 'Rari (Yeah), hundred racks a party (A hundred)

I'm stickin' to my plan, 'bout that cash, I can't bargain (No)

Oh, yeah, I'm a top artist (Yeah)

With a bag full of narcotics (With a bag)

Hear the horses when you start it (Skrrt, skrrt)

All my vehicles imported ('Ported)

Nigga, better not cross the margin (No)

Cross the border when we boarded (Boarded)

A broke nigga couldn't afford it

[Ufo361:]

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein'n Brodys (Ihr wisst Bescheid)

Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys (Ja, Trophys)

Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Sie ist holy)

Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Ja, ja, Ufo361, ja)

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein'n Brodys

Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys (Ja)

Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Ja)

Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Ihr wisst Bescheid)

Ja, meine Brodys sind alle maskiert

Ja, meine Brodys hab'n alles riskiert (Ja)

Ja, meine Brodys marschier'n (Ja)

Meine Brodys attackier'n (Uh)

Gib mir das Cash, meine Brodys kassier'n (Uh)

Schieß' auf die Enemys (Ja), gib mir Cali-Weed (Ja)

Meine Brodys, ja, sie inhalier'n (Ihr wisst Bescheid, ja)

Fliegen wie Jets (Ja, hah)

Schieß' mit der TEC (Brr-brr, wouh)

Zahl' die Miete mit Trap (Trap, Trap)

VVs am Neck (VVS)

Love my life (Uh)

Ja, sie lieben mich jetzt (Ja)

Stay High (Ja)

Wir sind nie wieder weg (Stay High)

Verstecke meine Gun unter dem Sportsitz (Ey)

Früher VVs, heute sind die Diamonds flawless (Ey)

Du siehst alle meine Brodys in Vetements-Fits (Ey)

(Ey, meine Brodys)

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein'n Brodys (Ja)

Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys (Counte Trophys)

Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Uhh, ja, ja)

Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Stay High)

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein'n Brodys (Stay High, mit meinen Brodys, ja)

Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys (Counte, counte)

Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Uh, sie ist—, uhh, ja)

Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Ey, ey, ey, ey, love my life)

CASH COW lyrics - NGHTMRE & Gunna

Last year won a bag yeah I got M's in it baby (M's in advance)

Cash up like a cashier I put cash in her hand

Cop a foreign with no visa I put a shark on land

Codeine not a freezer I could feel it like a xan

I know you want you some bands

I'm having millions of fans

Yo girl wanna cool is a fan yeah

Ten on that bitch get a tan yeah

You broke I don't hear what you sayin

Spend a whole block I ain't playin

We hunt the block like a bloodhound

When they show up it's a man down

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Nigga touch money like cash cow

Racks make her pocket poke out

Got a Elliot stunt with a rose crown

Top floor talking from the mountop

Key lime put it in her mouth

Fine she makin me aroused

Play with pussy I eat it Mr.Chow

Glock hold 30 whole rounds

If you water my chains bust down

Just copped my mezzi bust down

I remember I couldn't afford a pound

Money on me gotta look around

These hits got me in and out of town (hits)

My fits like a drip I never drown (my fits)

Hot shit need to wipe a nigga down (hot shit)

Last year won a bag yeah I got M's in it baby (M's in advance)

Cash up like a cashier I put cash in her hand

Cop a foreign with no visa I put a shark on land

Codeine not a freezer I could feel it like a xan

I know you want you some bands

I'm having millions of fans

Yo girl wanna cool is a fan yeah

Ten on that bitch get a tan yeah

You broke I don't hear what you sayin

Spend a whole block I ain't playin

We hunt the block like a bloodhound

When they show up it's a man down

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Came in the game wit my own style

Top chef top floor pent

I bought my bitches Channel blouse

Off white slime green kicks

Committed to the game I said my vows

1.7 when I pay for a house

Remember I was selling .7s out the house

Gunna ain't lookin for the clout

Gunna smokin boofs gots a cloud yeah

Virgil got a Louis V pouch

My bracelets at least a 100 thou

I basically made it out the south

Young nigga waited patiently I ain't ever pout

Now I get to spend it and never runnin out

That's a Fendi and I ain't got a doubt

Last year won a bag yeah I got M's in it baby (M's in advance)

Cash up like a cashier I put cash in her hand

Cop a foreign with no visa I put a shark on land

Codeine not a freezer I could feel it like a xan

I know you want you some bands

I'm having millions of fans

Yo girl wanna cool is a fan yeah

Ten on that bitch get a tan yeah

You broke I don't hear what you sayin

Spend a whole block I ain't playin

We hunt the block like a bloodhound

When they show up it's a man down

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Nigga take care like cash cow

Penthouse sweet at the top of the mountain

Day Off lyrics - Elyrix & Gunna

Ey

They put out a hit listen up tell your squad your name is on it

I fucked up the game everybody wants feats I get sick of it

My money my team at the top of the game you accepted it

Everybody on your team is leeching off off what you get

Tell your mama to duck out my shots next thing on my x waiting list

20 million a week not my highest

But my thickest bitch is jumping on me

Asking me if I'm ready for a diet

I won't eat your pussy I'ma try it, I'ma kill it yea

Ey

When we buy out the club and I call out your bitch she wants to suck me off

I traded a lot of that money explain it's a take off

Woo

Look up, ey

I'm always right here working looking down looking at you like you fell off

Always trap with the team I don't call the shots, they make sure my sins don't go up

That tally my rally you fucked up that sally

You always way off

When I ask for my money, it's now not later and I bet you gon' pay it off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

With that money me and my team hit the playoff we don't take a day off

With that money me and my team hit the playoff we don't take a day off

With that money me and my team hit the playoff we don't take a day off

Yeah

Woke up wit three hoes I'm a player

That's my city I'm something like the mayor

We got cash in that bag by the Lizzos

I've been stacking this shit up like layers

I'm just living it up got codeine in my cup

I've been drinking this muddy and it's real raw

I heard he bankrupt thought he put that shit on

Had to tell him boy you got that shit off

Ran out the car cut their route off

Catching plays on the field call me Deion

Never seen this shit this ain't no rerun

I got Ice on me, colder than freon

I hoped on a jet n land in montreal

I see they on the same one that we on

We ball like the players and

Don't take a day off, like 365 nigga we on

Woo

Look up, ey

I'm always right here working looking down looking at you like you fell off

Always trap with the team I don't call the shots, they make sure my sins don't go up

That tally my rally you fucked up that sally

You always way off

When I ask for my money, it's now not later and I bet you gon' pay it off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

With that money me and my team we hit the play offs I don't do no day off

Don't Get Me Started lyrics - Pia Mia, Carnage & Gunna

[Pia Mia:]

Now they watchin

All my moves moves moves

Don't miss out

If you snooze you lose

Seen her damn

On the news news news

In my dress

If they only knew

I'm like

Ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh ooh ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh yeah

Don't get me heated

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it

[Gunna:]

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it (I already seen it)

They don't get higher than me (no)

I float like a genie (I float like a genie)

I been on a Chanel spree

I know u would see me (I knew you would see me)

100 racks in the LV (LV)

Give it back to the needy (give it back to the needy)

We run the city

Went and I got this shit litty

Hunnifif racks but I'm greedy

Stroking it slow on her kitty

Flew her to LA from Philly (gone)

Servin all flavors like chilli

Don't fuck with you niggas too silly

I'm only here for the milli

I rock Dior's like a billi

It's the new leopard Amiri

Take her shopping cuz she look weary

I can't ride with a nigga who's scary

Pocket got cheese like the pizza at Barrys

100 band rings and I said I ain't gettin married

It's YSL and our prices don't vary

I done got rich I don't need to be worried

[Pia Mia:]

Ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh ooh ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh yeah

Don't get me heated

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it

I'm like

Ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh ooh ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh yeah

Don't get me heated

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it

Brand new Chanel

Go to the devil

Tell him go to hell

A Savage at 21

I'm not Adele

Oh you got class now

Yeah I taught them well

Yeah yeah

Come to your wedding

I'm throwing confetti

Like who is this bitch yah that bitch hella petty

I pop in your dreams but no I'm not Freddy

Oh I just did it on them

Oh I just shitted on them

Island girl winning on them

I'm like

Ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh ooh ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh yeah

Don't get me heated

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it

Ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh ooh ooh

Don't get me started

Ooh yeah

Don't get me heated

They tryna hide it from me

I already seen it

Drip Nation lyrics - Gunna & Sosamann

[Gunna:]

Just keep it real 'cause these niggas be fakin'

I ran it up now I drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

PJ different places, Rolex with no patience

Keep it real with me, I hope you ain't fakin'

Ran that shit up, now we drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

Rolex with no patience, PJ different places

Ah, Megabus, I got my drip back from Houston

Made it back, this shit wasn't a movie

Poured a whole eight and I ain't feelin' woozy

I'm a real one and you already knew it

Fucked on a groupie, Young Gunna the coolest

YSL latest, stay rockin' the newest

Swap Gucci with Fendi, I really be moody

I don't really talk but I speak through my music

Pop an X pill and nigga I'm booted

House in the hills, do it look like we losin'?

Ain't got no deal but my fans say I do it

I crack a seal and pour up in my soda

My cup runneth over, don't like bein' sober

Used to pull up and make plays at the Mobil

Used to skip school and we wasn't even mobil

Slatt, Young Gunna slime like a cobra

I fuck with Drip Sosa, ice cold like a polar

Still gon' get money when this shit is over

DMG goin' all up my motors

Count that shit up, got them racks off of yola

My plug is a grower, I love sippin' oil

I got a backend, I'm still seein' more

It ain't no Cali, Young Gunna is law

Just keep it real 'cause these niggas be fakin'

I ran it up now I drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

PJ different places, Rolex with no patience

Keep it real with me, I hope you ain't fakin'

Ran that shit up, now we drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

Rolex with no patience, PJ different places

[Sosamann:]

My drip is amazin', they all want to take it

I fly different places, kill shit like I'm raidin'

Got lyrics like Jason, big gat what I'm facin'

I just broke an agent, she sound real taken

It's hell what I'm raisin' if they try to play me

Ride with these K's like I am a racist

The Gucci I'm rockin', you know it's the latest, yeah

I fuck with Young Gunna, I put that on hundreds, that's just how we bomin'

Big diamonds, big money, big drippin' on somethin'

Big clip that's a drummin', it hit you like thunder, yeah, ayy

I get to the numbers, I come from the dungeon

I whip tail a foreign, I'm doin' a hundred

I'm stone cold like Stunna

My watch is included, we don't care 'bout a bundle, yeah

I'm settin' my mood

I'm strapped with the tool and I'm strapped with the jewel

My diamonds they hit hard like a high dude

And tipped a lil bitch in Chanel, bought some boots

I'm thinkin' 'bout trip 'round the world with my crew

Might go Peru, got sauce, you can't lose

Reppin' that red and countin' them blues

I get to this bread and stack up the loot

[Gunna:]

Just keep it real 'cause these niggas be fakin'

I ran it up now I drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

PJ different places, Rolex with no patience

Keep it real with me, I hope you ain't fakin'

Ran that shit up, now we drip 'cross the nation

Gelato I'm blazin', sell hoes like it's Vegas

Rolex with no patience, PJ different places

Dubai Plates lyrics - Gunna (feat. Key Glock)

[Gunna:]

Dubai plates

You got cake

Your drip splash

Hermes H

My coupe fast

Who want race

Drop that bag

Two door wraith

Bachelor pad big ol' gate

All these girls my roomates

Come to the cash I know what it takes (know what it tak`rees)

Stupid lil' freak talkin' bout wait

Life too short so I can't

Goyard board I'm bout to skate

Keep me a four I sip drank

Beverly center I shop at Saints

Lord I'm a sinner, I ain't a saint

I'm wearin' denim I drip like paint

New paper route I'm at the bank

[Key Glock:]

Dirty money I blow stank

Hit this dank watch you faint

I get bags boy you ain't

Hang with gang boy you can't

Bitch I'm paid we not the same

Niggas changin' for some change

Spent the back end on some rain

Spent the back end on a train

[Gunna:]

I let her back in

I bought me a range

I made the clip pop

I flew with the gang

Condo in the city condo in L.A

You niggas is opposite we not the same

Really we poppin' we shoot at your brain

You know you can't stop it this shit like a train

We washin' these dollars and makin' 'em clean

Ice on my fingers I'm Lord of the Rings

[Key Glock:]

Throw the bananas and all of the [?]

Play with the gang and you know we goin' ape

Play with draco took the side of my Bape

You saving bitches both take off your cape

I fuck your hoe treat that bitch like a slave

Make your hoe turn to a maid

Young nigga and I sip Maid

I can't even [?] made

[Gunna:]

Dubai plates

You got cake

Your drip splash

Hermes H

My coupe fast

Who want race

Drop that bag

Two door wraith

Bachelor pad big ol' gate

All these girls my roomates

Come to the cash I know what it takes (know what it takes)

Got new drip

Mr. Porter

I might splash Patek water

Rest on the dash sit there with a spoiler

250 in cash blowin' these quarters

Connect to cartel we crossin' the borders

Ship out the boat gotta move 'em through Florida

She didn't let you fuck cause you couldn't afford her

Niggas get toast and its bread and butter

[Key Glock:]

I'm in the gutter with Gunna

We on the block like Mutombo

We get this shit by the bundle

Wrap up that brick by the bundle

I got on ice in the summer

My diamonds bitin' piranha

My niggas slime anaconda

[Gunna:]

Dubai plates

You got cake

Your drip splash

Hermes H

My coupe fast

Who want race

Drop that bag

Two door wraith

Bachelor pad big ol' gate

All these girls my roomates

Come to the cash I know what it takes (know what it takes)

Easter Pink lyrics - Yung Bans & Gunna

[Yung Bans:]

Wake up, brush my teeth

Pour that Easter pink

Diamonds wet like sink

Diamonds wet like sink

Wake up, brush my teeth

Pour that Easter pink

Diamonds wet like sink

Diamonds wet like sink

We done came a long way from nothin'

I was down bad last year, I was strugglin'

Got it out the mud, yeah a young nigga hustlin'

Got it out the mud, bitch I had to use my muscle

My diamonds wet, yeah they on puddle

All of them together, they on huddle

My diamonds hittin' like a cluster

Fuck on that lil bitch, you know I bust it

Bust it, bust it

They didn't even check me, I [?]

Pull up and hop out a, pull up and hop out and bust it

Nigga we don't do no touchin'

We just gon' crush it, we just gon' crush it

Blowin' shit up like eruption

[Yung Bans (Gunna):]

Wake up, brush my teeth

Pour that Easter pink

Diamonds wet like sink

Diamonds wet like sink, (yah)

Wake up, brush my teeth, (brush my teeth)

Pour that Easter pink, (pour that Easter pink)

Diamonds wet like sink, (diamonds wet like sink)

Diamonds wet like sink

[Gunna:]

My cup Easter pink (Easter pink)

Diamonds they wetter than the sink (wetter than the sink)

Iced out Cuban links (ice)

Skittles and the Russian Cream

Actavis in my IV (my IV)

Rollie my watch (Rollie my watch)

Nigga got Dodge speed (Dodge speed)

That's a Hellcat (that's a Hellcat)

200 on the dash (200 on the dash)

Throw ones on her ass (on her ass)

Blue hundreds, that's all I need (all I need)

Got a safe where I keep my keys (my keys)

Big house, I don't never wanna leave (ever wanna leave)

I don't relax (relax)

Sippin' this Act (Act)

Act on my back (Act on my back)

Act is my snack (Act is my snack)

We ain't shoppin no 'Lacs (nah, nah)

In the back of the Maybach (Maybach)

I'm the owner, I paid cash (cash)

Grab a soda, I can pour up in (pour up in)

[Yung Bans:]

Wake up, brush my teeth

Pour that Easter pink

Diamonds wet like sink

Diamonds wet like sink

Wake up, brush my teeth

Pour that Easter pink

Diamonds wet like sink

Diamonds wet like sink

Gunna other songs:

 

Famous lyrics - Octavian, Gunna & SAINt JHN

[Octavian:]

It's sweet

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new friends, bet you can't name one (Name one)

You're the only one I need now, but you switched up (Switched up)

Just called your number, boy, you ain't ever picked up

It's been about six months

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new girls, bet you can't name one (Name one)

I don't wanna say that you switched up

You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that? (Give you assistance)

[Gunna:]

Who'd ever thought I'd make it on Forbes?

Had to make that good choice

I get that shit for my voice

We flyin' private into Clearport

I'm rollin' like a motocross

I can't cap, I had the chrome for my walk

Let it in, I tell young nigga, "Go and floss"

I'm takin' lessons, learnin' how to play the guitar

And I'm a nasty whore (Oh yeah)

The reason why I'm fuckin' on tours (Uh)

He a ho one but that's why I ignore (Ignore)

Type of hitter, you don't never seen this before

[Octavian:]

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new friends, bet you can't name one (Name one)

You're the only one I need now, but you switched up (Switched up)

Just called your number, boy, you ain't ever picked up

It's been about six months

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new girls, bet you can't name one (Name one)

I don't wanna say that you switched up

You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that? (Give you assistance)

[SAINt JHN:]

How are you gonna point me? Girl, you disappoint me

Now you wanna join me, you just want to coin me

And now you wanna join me, you wanna annoy me

Ayy, I made you my baby, you know I'm stuntin', baby

And now you wanna blame me, and now you wanna tame me

You're never gonna change me, ghetto lil' baby

Who would've believed that I made it?

Who would've blown money on grandmomma baby?

Who would say they made a nice lil' savin'?

I was runnin' Bedford on the pavement

Who would've believed that I lost it?

Who'd have thought I'd tap out, hit the floor bad?

Who would know I'd max out on a profit?

Didn't faze me, wasn't there for the gossip

[Octavian:]

And you shouldn't lie no more, you shouldn't lie no more (No more, yeah)

We won't lose you, we won't be like before, you better know

I'm all yours, you better know I'm all yours (All yours)

Get into your mind 'cause we're winnin' this time

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new friends, bet you can't name one (Name one)

You're the only one I need now, but you switched up (Switched up)

Just called your number, boy, you ain't ever picked up

It's been about six months

Ever since you got famous (Famous)

All bunch of new girls, bet you can't name one (Can't name one)

I don't wanna say that you switched up

You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that? (Give you assistance)

Florida Water lyrics - FN Meka, Gunna & Clix

Florida Water, two tone AP Presidential Rolex

Florida Water, 2019 Richard Mille and a Patek

Florida Water, real diamonds, carats, and pointers, and VVS

Florida Water, roof and car tinted thats a white cuban hit off my chest

Florida Water, all these flaws I don't cop sulpher bagguettes

Florida Water, ice on my fingers feel like I'm making her wet

Florida Water, all my pieces cost figures I spend me a check

Florida Water, when your carat clarity they treat you with respect

Boogers in the face of the watch like I'm a kid

I knew first chance I got I was gon go big

Ice on both my fists, ice on both of my wrists

Top off the coupe like cup no lid

Niggas runnin round had to go to the bank again

Make a lot of money take care of my lady friends

Shopping in London, get chauffeured in the Maybach Benz

Two tone chains on bet I call em the twins

Young wunna I got carats like a rabbit

Put that sky blue face in the all white Patek

Cop another one like DJ Khaled

Niggas can't compete I'm out they bracket

Florida Water, two tone AP Presidential Rolex

Florida Water, 2019 Richard Mille & a Patek

Florida Water, real diamonds, carats, and pointers, and VVS

Florida Water, roof and car tinted thats a white cuban hit off my chest

Too many 1's and 0's

Thumbin' through these racks

My system overload

Ain't no stuntin' on me

I went beyond your goals

I'm too OP for this path I chose

Gimme that Patek

Need that AP

Need that Zaza

You know I flex

To disrespect

To me that's nada

RTFKT on my feet

You see the agua

Tesla Gucci cybertruck

I'll wreck that shit, don't give a fuck (like ah)

Just put it on my tab

I don't see a price, just throw it in my bag

Always in a foreign when I dash

Clear water VVS diamonds

Bust down, make it splash like

Florida Water, two tone AP Presidential Rolex

Florida Water, 2019 Richard Mille and a Patek

Florida Water, real diamonds, carats, and pointers, and VVS

Florida Water, roof and car tinted thats a white cuban hit off my chest

Florida Water, all these flaws I don't cop sulpher bagguettes

Florida Water, ice on my fingers feel like I'm making her wet

Florida Water, all my pieces cost figures I spend me a check

Florida Water, when your carat clarity they treat you with respect

Lemonade (Latin Remix) lyrics - Internet Money, Anuel AA & Gunna (feat. Don Toliver & NAV)

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag

College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs

Rockstar life, so much money I'll make you laugh, hey

These bitches, they hate and you can't miss what you never had

Hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), Codeine got me trippin' (Juice)

Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' (Anuel)

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Cuatro, cinco Perco,' en la mano agua Fiji

El phillie en los dedos, en la muñeca el Richard Mille

Un millón en el carro, puerta suicida Robin Willy

Y si me matan los espero en el cielo con Kobe y Gigi

De rodilla' ante Dios y millonario ante el hombre

En la fe, no en cada bala está tu nombre

Los billetes azules también tienen dos caras

No siempre los tuve pero tenía par balas

Siempre vestido 'e Louis Vuitton, pelo rosita o neón

En probatorio y siempre con el pistolón

Llevo dos años en la cima y sigo posteao como un buzón

Fanta azul, el lean me duerme el rostro

El AK a full, ya me tiene viendo monstruos

Uah, el tambor no se congela

Uah, las balas entran y muertos modelan

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag

College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs

Rockstar life, so much money I'll make you laugh, hey

These bitches, they hate and you can't miss what you never had

Hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), Codeine got me trippin' (Juice)

Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Addy boys, got some 60's in my bag (Oh-oh)

Lips sealed, I ain't pillow talkin', I'm no rat (No)

In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (Bling)

Got a penthouse near Rodeo, off of stress (Stress)

All this money, when I grew up, I had nothing (Nothing)

Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgusting (Disgusting)

Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm living comfortably (Thank God)

Get checks, I don't believe when she say she done with me

Burnt some bridges, and I let the fire light the way (Oh-whoa)

Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ)

Yeah, I'm a big dog, and I walk around with no leash (Oh)

I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag

College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs

Rockstar life, so much money I'll make you laugh, hey

These bitches, they hate and you can't miss what you never had

Hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), Codeine got me trippin' (Juice)

Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, ay (Hey)

Adderall, fentanyl, Xanax bars, ay (Yeah)

I was fifteen, I sip Codeine with my dawg, yeah (Codeine)

Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel nauseous (Promethazine)

Put up a stick and I hop on a plane

Still in my war ways (War ways)

Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted

He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice)

I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back empty

I knew I was stuck to that game, uh (Stuck)

I'm loyal and I'll never change, yeah

I'm never gon' go Against the grain (Against the grain)

I'm never gon' be the one turn on my brother

When police has got him detained (Nah)

I would never love a bitch, more than my mother

And that's on my government name (Nah)

I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one

I wish everybody get paid (Paid)

'Cause we countin' up every day (Every day)

Gettin' high till I land in the grave

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag

College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs

Rockstar life, so much money I'll make you laugh, hey

These bitches, they hate and you can't miss what you never had

Hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), Codeine got me trippin' (Juice)

Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Lesbian lyrics - Metro Boomin (feat. Gunna & Young Thug)

[Gunna:]

Gunna, Thugger

Slatt

Metro, Young Metro

I fell in love with a lesbian (Yeah)

Came to knock on your door, baby let me in (Let me in)

I should've learned my lesson then (Lesson then)

I didn't wanna keep goin', I was hesitant (Didn't wanna keep goin')

I tried to ignore the evidence (Ignore it)

But I'm gon' trust myself, ain't no better than (No better than)

Bought the Rollie two tone like the President (The President)

And it ain't been no back and forth ever since

Yeah, took the bitch on a trip, now she feelin' me (She feelin' me)

Exotic frame, a Filipin' (Frame)

No crease and no stain, no fresh and clean (No stain, fresh)

Ice out the chain with hella V's (Hella V's)

Rock the water like rain on a G-Star V (Wet, water)

I might stock up and go like I'm Mr. T (What?)

I wan' ride the new Rolls or that Bentley B (That Bentley B)

Yeah we gon' cop some Chanel, the double C (That double C)

I done bought her a bag, got her lovin' me (Yeah)

I'ma pop, I'ma flex like I'm Double D (Flex, wet)

I'ma hop on the jet, hit another city ('Nother city)

I got fans and got fans who gon' pay for me (They gon' pay for me)

I need my shit now, I can't wait a week (Can't wait a week)

I fuck on that kitty, she take it deep (She take it deep)

I fell in love with a lesbian (Yeah)

Came to knock on your door, baby let me in (Let me in)

I should've learned my lesson then (Lesson then)

I didn't wanna keep goin', I was hesitant (Didn't wanna keep goin')

I tried to ignore the evidence (Ignore it)

But I'm gon' trust myself, ain't no better than (No better than)

Bought the Rollie two tone like the President (The President)

And it ain't been no back and forth ever since

[Young Thug:]

I killed the boy with no evidence

I paid my dues with like every cent (Slatt slatt slatt)

And since I'm fresh as a peppermint

Riches they come, ain't no better man (Slatt slatt slatt)

I'm rockin' gold like a treasure chest (Slatt slatt slatt)

I'm rockin' gold like I'm leprechaun (I'm rockin' gold)

I got a stick with a magazine

Young nigga fly as a pelican (Slatt slatt slatt)

I treat my boys like they one of one

I treat these hoes like they one of one (Hoes)

I smoked your dawg and you owe him one (I smoked your dog)

I smell like dope when I woke up (I smell like dope)

I made a play at Katana

Man I had nothin' but gold with some bubblegum (Bubblegum)

I got a chain, that's another sun

And I just bought another, another one (Woo)

Shorty eatin' crepes, take me way in London

Bangin' hats in Dior like I'm Farrakhan (Farrakhan)

None of my hoes don't wear Fear of God

I was just runnin' sprints and some marathons (Marathons)

Pinstripe pants make me bigger (Make me bigger)

Take an X pill, didn't kill me (Didn't kill me)

Bought the dope, turned into a dealer (To a dealer)

Throw away all the Margielas (Uh uh uh)

Sped up, didn't take up, never let up (Let up)

I done ran them M's up, the letter (Letter)

Everything sprung, got it ghetto, uh

Ridin' with a bitch and my cutter (Erk)

'Bout to dress a bitch up and then cuddle (Erk)

'Bout to feed you my pistol with diamonds (Yeah)

'Bout to pull up on you hoes with my brothers

[Gunna:]

I fell in love with a lesbian (Yeah)

Came to knock on your door, baby let me in (Let me in)

I should've learned my lesson then (Lesson then)

I didn't wanna keep goin', I was hesitant (Didn't wanna keep goin')

I tried to ignore the evidence (Ignore it)

But I'm gon' trust myself, ain't no better than (No better than)

Bought the Rollie two tone like the President (The President)

And it ain't been no back and forth ever since

I fell in love with a lesbian (Yeah)

Came to knock on your door, baby let me in (Let me in)

I should've learned my lesson then (Lesson then)

I didn't wanna keep goin', I was hesitant (Didn't wanna keep goin')

I tried to ignore the evidence (Ignore it)

But I'm gon' trust myself, ain't no better than (No better than)

Bought the Rollie two tone like the President (The President)

And it ain't been no back and forth ever since

Martian lyrics - Gunna

(Plug)

Flew back from space like a motherfuckin' martian

Streets are at war, gotta sleep with that Carbon

I crack a half of that lean, shit be icy

Lambo' doors up when I pull up and park it

Investing in drugs, controlling the market

Showing no love, fuck these niggas, I'm heartless

I'ma make sure you proceeding with caution

This ain't a M, ain't no reason to bargain

Hey, uh

Gotta stay focused, I knew I was chosen

This lotto a cutthroat, I don't wanna smoke it

Microwave rising, they thought I was hopeless

Stopped doing deposits, these bank tellers nosy

Won't recognize you, you iced out your Rollie

I fronted you, you forgot that you owe me (Plug!)

Pushing me to the edge

I be healing the pain with this red

Spent like twenty-three racks on these threads

I got twenty hoes that could give head

I'm a dinosaur, rock the T-Rex

Pop a wheelie, Meek Milly, I flex

I'm invested in flawless baguettes

Got my chain on, I thought I was wet

Flew back from space like a motherfuckin' martian

Streets are at war, gotta sleep with that Carbon

I crack a half of that lean, shit be icy

Lambo' doors up when I pull up and park it

Investing in drugs, controlling the market

Showing no love, fuck these niggas, I'm heartless

I'ma make sure you proceeding with caution

This ain't a M, ain't no reason to bargain

Hey

Got some thots in my pit that I still haven't hit

They ain't pressed about shit 'cause they wait on this dick

New Gucci socks that match every outfit

She still on the Plain Jane while you really rich

That nigga yelling, "Gang, gang!", he ready to snitch

I paint the coupe cocaine, I'm riding in a brick (Plu-Plug!)

'Bout to go get it washed

Icy two-tone AP watch

Can't get my trust, you a fraud

Young Gunna went against the odds

Bought the Maybach a garage

I can't use cash or a card

Crown in that new Aventador

VVS look like a star

Flew back from space like a motherfuckin' martian

Streets are at war, gotta sleep with that Carbon

I crack a half of that lean, shit be icy

Lambo' doors up when I pull up and park it

Investing in drugs, controlling the market

Showing no love, fuck these niggas, I'm heartless

I'ma make sure you proceeding with caution

This ain't a M, ain't no reason to bargain

Flew back from space like a motherfuckin' martian

Streets are at war, gotta sleep with that Carbon

I crack a half of that lean, shit be icy

Lambo' doors up when I pull up and park it

Investing in drugs, controlling the market

Showing no love, fuck these niggas, I'm heartless

I'ma make sure you proceeding with caution

This ain't a M, ain't no reason to bargain

Mind On A Milli lyrics - Gunna (feat. HoodRich Pablo Juan)

[Gunna:]

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Riding with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenches

See 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limit

No, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

I be getting higher than a tree

Still stacking racks, money all that I need

Still selling pounds of that weed, I leave 'em with the bro, when I'm going overseas

That's the double shit was already kicking

We just sipping lean, popping X, really geekin'

And I'm rocking water like ice, I could freeze it

When your bitch land, I'mma book her at Four Seasons

Hating on the kid for no reason

Gunna drip sauce, let it sprinkle like it's season

Rocking off-white, when I'm walking to the meeting

A nigga flying kites down the road, they some demons

Nigga, stop caking that hoe, she a cheater

I only fuck her once or twice, then nigga, I'mma leave her

I tried to pop a Percocet and pour me up a litr

I drop a fishscale in a bowl, let it heat up

Chanel and they still can't see us

Nigga, send 'em back, counting money with my feet up

I be sending racks to my, 'cause on the kiosk

I'mma send that pack down the road, until you get out

Let that bitch stick the dope deep in her mizzouth

I been putting shit up at the hizzouse

Dripping on these bitches through a drizzought

Damn, a nigga made it out the sizzouth

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Riding with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenches

See 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limit

No, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]

Flying a jet or a foreign, I do that

Hunnid thousand worth of ice in my Louis bag

Saint Lauren kicking these bitches like "Who that?"

Rich nigga came from the hood, but you knew that

Ice on my neck, it look like a sleet

Plain Jane ban on an iced out Patek

Dope up that hoe, she a freak

I'm up getting money, don't know how to sleep

I fucked that lil' bitch and I fucked up the sheets

Ice all over me like I was a Christmas tree

Mind on a milli', ain't thinking 'bout enemies

Shoot a nigga down like J. F. Kennedy

Selling chickens, you can come get a 10 piece

Jumped out the plane with the Fendi

Jumped in the foreign with a semi

Baby Draco hold a 50

Niggas saw me and they see me

[Gunna:]

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli

Riding with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenches

See 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limit

No, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli

Riding with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenches

See 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limit

No, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

On To Me lyrics - Gunna

(Hoodrich ho)

(Ricky Racks, I see you!)

(Hoodrich king, yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout signing that)

Niggas, they on to me

Niggas annoying me

Bitches, they be foreign to me

Keep bitches on they knees

Get the racks, they from overseas

Only owe me some foreign keys

Have you whippin' the Cherokee

I'm a dog like you Pedigree

Fuck your hoe on the leather seat

Say you a dime, bitch you better be

Wanna see you bend over and take the D

And I'm still dodging these felonies

My unc' on the block, he still selling weed

Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave

Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese

Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me

Some ice on, it came out the fridge

Put some racks on your head like a fitted

I can see in your eyes you weren't with it

And some niggas weren't fair, they start snitching

And that shit get you killed, no permission

Shit ain't hard nigga, play your position

Free my cousin they say he a menace

Keep the racks at the crew, we ain't finished

Take a lil bit of X and molly

God damn that's another body

Hop in that horse and ride it

I let her come get inside it

Left the Ford truck, the new Mase'

She ain't my boss just like Rocky

When she get on the drugs, she get naughty

My bitch like my car, she exotic

Niggas, they on to me

Niggas annoying me

Bitches be boring to me

Keep bitches on they knees

Get the racks, they from overseas

Only owe me some foreign keys

Have you whippin' the Cherokee

I'm a dog like you Pedigree

Fuck your hoe on the leather seat

Say you a dime, bitch you better be

Wanna see you bend over and take the D

And I'm still dodging these felonies

My unc' on the block, he still selling weed

Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave

Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese

Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me

I wanna see that K, why you talkin'?

Let me see that drip when you walkin'

I wanna see finesse when you flossin'

I'm taking that power, no Austin

And money come green like Boston

Young nigga don't need no vouchers

I'm still rocking Louis pouches

These bitches like "Ooh, we bosses"

Throw some ones, make that booty start bouncing

Money counter, don't need no accountant

I went to the top of the mountain

It's drip season make that announcement

I drip and I drip like a faucet

These fuck niggas thought I done lost it

Put a line on my dick, told her snort it

I'm killing these hoes, need a coffin

Niggas, they on to me

Niggas annoying me

Bitches be boring to me

Keep bitches on they knees

Get the racks, they from overseas

Only owe me some foreign keys

Have you whippin' the Cherokee

I'm a dog like you Pedigree

Fuck your hoe on the leather seat

Say you a dime, bitch you better be

Wanna see you bend over and take the D

And I'm still dodging these felonies

My unc' on the block, he still selling weed

Tell him when we get out, we gon' never leave

Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese

Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me

Order lyrics - TM88, Southside & Gunna

Don't put me on no time, I ain't late (No)

Still rockin' Balmain and BAPE (BAPE)

Sit back and roll a whole eighth (Eighth)

Smokin' that shit to the face (Face)

All color coupes, different race (Races)

Skrt on a car, hit a gate (Gate)

Ain't seein' no slime with the day (Nah)

Gon' tell her we come from the A (The A)

Stripper gettin' off, I ain't waitin' (Waitin')

Skrtin' off in the fast lane (Lane)

Smoke a whole pack to the brain (Brain)

Slide in that Bentley Mulsanne (Mulsanne)

2018, a new Range (Range)

Thumb through the check, ease the pain (Pain)

Crack you a seal, pour a pint (A pint)

He goin' psycho, insane (Sane)

Doin' the shit that you can't (Can't)

Drip on your bitch like a saint (Saint)

I dropped a stack on my ring (Ring)

I'm 'bout to blow like a tank (Tank)

Wire that shit to the bank (Wire)

How much you want for that Wraith? (Wraith)

24 inches, and I'm finna skate (Skate)

Rollie, Sky-Dweller the face (Face)

Still gettin' them racks out of state (State)

Put that lil' bitch in her place (Place)

I put them hoes in order (Hoes)

I put them hoes in order (Hoes in order)

I went and blowed a quarter (Blowed a quarter)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

We're tryna own the border (Own the border)

Already sold her off (Yeah, damn)

Bring out them racks, I'ma bet it (Bet it)

Still shootin' dice at the palace (Palace)

All kind of coupes, come with gadgets (Yeah, yeah)

Young Gunna, he still livin' lavish (Young Gunna)

I treat these lil' hoes like some maggots (Some maggots)

They stick to the king like a magnet (A magnet)

And suck up on me, call me daddy (Call me daddy)

Slept first, I'll never forget it (They slept first)

You prolly didn't know she was with it (With it)

Now she drip from her mouth to the titties (Drippin')

Had to move, 'cause you fucked that ho silly (You fucked the ho)

Designer, that shit gon' be litty (Litty)

You a hater, why won't you admit it? (Why you won't you admit it?)

I mix pleasure with personal business (Business)

Want a verse, it's gon' cost you some Benjis (Benjis, racks)

I put them hoes in Jeremy (Hoes in Jeremy)

They tryna mow the millions (Mow, mow)

My OG was old and stingy (Ah)

Young nigga, I had to go get it (Uh, I had to go get it)

They wouldn't let me hold the fifty (Nah)

The clip put a hole in your kidney (Hole)

She play with her nose, look like Whitney (Uh)

And she hopeful for more than a penny (Penny)

Damn

I put them hoes in order

I put them hoes in order (Hoes)

I went and blowed a quarter (Blowed)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

We're tryna own the border (Own the border)

Already sold her off (Yeah)

I put them hoes in order (Hoes in order)

I put them hoes in order (Hoes in order)

I went and blowed a quarter (Blowed a quarter)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

Diamonds is cold as water (Cold)

We're tryna own the border

Already sold her off (Sold her off)

I put them hoes in order

I put them hoes in order

I went and blowed a quarter

Diamonds is cold as water

Diamonds is cold as water

We're tryna own the border

Already sold her off

Paper Cuts lyrics - 3ohBlack & Gunna

Renegade, renegade, renegade

[3ohBlack:]

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

Shawty feel safe with a real nigga, we in the Coupe and that stick with us

I'm bouta run out the restaurant, if you ain't gang, you can't sit with us

My poppa hit the McChicken inside of his closet, I picked it up

No, I ain't shoot it that day, but I felt like a shooter, I lifted up

Niggas, they know about 3oh, you try run up on me, that shit it ain't easy

Shawty keep sending me pictures, she got on them Vicky's, I told her don't tease me

I came a long way, believe me

Now they in line just to meet me

Slide in your block in your 'Rari, I'm in and out so quick, them niggas ain't see me

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

[Gunna:]

Hey, hey, hey, hey

My fingers got paper cuts

I sip out a dirty cup

Sticked up, these niggas can't murder us

Hard top, but it's a convertible

700 horses and we skirting up

I ain't shit like them lil' boys you heard about

We'll spin your whole block just for word-of-mouth

Rose gold on me, I'm the golden child

Walk in Neimans, I said she was smelling loud

Kill that fuckboy, don't fuck with no pedophile

I'm too high, ain't no way Gunna coming down

These ain't Nikes but I run the town

How I spend fifteen racks on a couple pounds?

How you say that's your dog, you ain't buss him down?

Make it rain and I hope don't nobody drown

[3ohBlack:]

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

I make it rain in this bitch, drippers mad cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts, hey

We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us, hey

Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us, hey

My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut, hey

Put That Shit On lyrics - Yung Booke, Bighead & Gunna

Told her to put that shit on

Told her to put that shit on

(Ayy, Manzo, we got a hit, boy)

Young Gunna, Young Gunna the one

(Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat)

Dark ass shades

Hater can't see in my face

Secure my vibe

Hater, get out my space

Foreign my car

Foreign my bitch okay

Big ole guns

Hitters on deck don't play

Just checking my funds

Not my words you bumping your gums

Heart froze numb

You can tell I'ma product of the motherfucking slums

Strap in my palms

Guerrilla in the street like Mighty Joe Young

Comme Des Garçon with the Rick Owens

I'ma show em how to put that shit on

I'ma show you how to put that shit on

Fashion show at Louis Vuitton

I put Dior on my Jordan 1's

Pull up Rolls Royce truck top gun

Got a nice breeze I can feel the sun

Biscotti weed coming out my lungs

Got a lot of G's I can spend it for fun

She ain't never seen a one of one

Young Gunna Young Gunna know one

He talking real tough like he never been stung

I hope that lil' boy know I came with a gun

Slimes and Shady don't back down from none

My count up is daily unlimited funds

Yung Booke Money Savage the money gone come

I still got a habit they thought I was done

Dark ass shades

Hater can't see in my face

Secure my vibe

Hater, get out my space

Foreign my car

Foreign my bitch okay

Big ole guns

Hitters on deck don't play

Just checking my funds

Not my words you bumping your gums

Heart froze numb

You can tell I'ma product of the motherfucking slums

Strap in my palms

Guerrilla in the street like Mighty Joe Young

Comme Des Garçon with the Rick Owens

I'ma show em how to put that shit on

Dark ass shades

I'ma show 'em how to put that shit on

Big rackades

I'ma show em how to put that shit on

Jumped right off the ship now I'm warm

Amiri my britches, I Dior my kicks

Ima show em how to put that shit on

Flying big G5 airborne

My bitch can't wear Liz Claiborne

Need a 600 Benz to perform

My lil' college freak like fucking in the dorm

Went to Icebox put the gang on the charm

With Gunna and I got a gun

Putting that shit on, I do that for fun

been doing that since I was young

Bussed down the Roley I'm shining on time

Wiped that boy nose he ain't know I was slime

If you ain't a dripper can't fuck with your kind

My diamonds, they blind

That's why I gotta rock

Dark ass shades

Hater can't see in my face

Secure my vibe

Hater, get out my space

Foreign my car

Foreign my bitch okay

Big ole guns

Hitters on deck don't play

Just checking my funds

Not my words you bumping your gums

Heart froze numb

You can tell I'ma product of the motherfucking slums

Strap in my palms

Guerrilla in the street like Mighty Joe Young

Comme Des Garçon with the Rick Owens

I'ma show em how to put that shit on

Quarantine Clean lyrics - Turbo, Gunna & Young Thug

(Run that back, Turbo)

Uh, uh

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed (Relaxed)

Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh (Maybach)

Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch (By the batch)

Me and the bros whippin' Rolls back to back (Back to back)

Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched (Waist snatched)

Money long and my soul unmatched (Unmatched)

I let her roll, quickly got her attached (Attached)

And we done rose from the bottom of the map (Of the map, uh)

We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah (Uh)

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah

Super clean, spiffy, yeah, out the gutter (Gutter)

Bank account got millions, yeah, commas (Commas)

Shady, slimy, baby, yeah (Slime), iguana ('Guana)

Diamonds dancin', Elliot (Yeah), yeah, pointers (Pointers)

Fuckin' up the winter, yeah, and summer (Summer)

Shawty say she want a man, yeah, Wunna (Wunna)

And she got that super head, head hunter (Hunter)

Drippin' in designer, yeah, no Timmy Turner (Nah)

Take a trip to Cabo (Yeah), I might go to Maui (Maui)

Somewhere in the clouds (Clouds), chillin' in the sky, oh (Sky, oh)

I got marble tile (Yeah), and Givenchy towels (Uh)

You do it for the clout, I make my money sprout, I'm fresher than the Dial (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed (Relaxed)

Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh (Maybach)

Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch (By the batch)

Me and the bros whippin' Rolls back to back (Back to back)

Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched (Waist snatched)

Money long and my soul unmatched (Unmatched)

I let her roll, quickly got her attached (Attached)

And we done rose from the bottom of the map (Of the map, uh)

We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah (Uh)

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah

I'm quarantine clean, but got a slime disease

I got hoes on they knees and not tryin' to leave

Time to floss 'cause I got money right behind my teeth

We done loaded up in this war, now I gotta hide my niece

I got my mamas in the boondocks

She livin' underground, eatin' like a caveman

She livin' underground, dressin' like a caveman

I bought my dawg a house, it's no longer vacant

Why would a disease come around when you get rich?

Seem like when you get money, rape come easy for a bitch

I skate off to the house and I just locked myself in

Seem like that's the only way niggas dodgin' the pen'

Go sit with God on Saturday, ain't got nothin' to do with my sins

I just don't wanna succeed and feel like He ain't got a damn thing to do with this

Knowin' the reason I'm up is 'cause I stayed true to this

Now I'm at the dealership, pickin' out the coupe it is

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed (Relaxed, yeah)

Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh (Maybach)

Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch (By the batch)

Me and the bros whippin' Rolls back to back (Back to back)

Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched (Waist snatched)

Money long and my soul unmatched (Unmatched)

I let her roll, quickly got her attached (Attached)

And we done rose from the bottom of the map (Of the map, uh)

We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah (Uh)

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah

(Makers)

We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah

Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relaxed

REPEAT IT lyrics - Lil Tecca & Gunna

I'm in New York, where it be cold

Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out

I'm in the field, we goin' up

Told them to cut all the lights out

You want a problem?

You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now

I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style

Yeah, you want a problem?

Lil' bitch I ain't involved

Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved

Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it

If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love

Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah

Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited

Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this

Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it

Diamonds wet, everywhere I go my diamonds cold, yeah

Line em up, we could turn them into dominos, yeah

Riding in the Benz, drop the top and now my hair in the wind, yeah

She at it again, I'm at it again, we at it again

Real shooters they gon' do what it takes

Ski masks they ain't showing a face

No FaceTime that might come with a case

Got no time making minimum wage

Going hard you see me out of state

Took her home and now she want to stay

Said she mine, for tonight it's okay

We at it again, we at it again

I'm in New York, where it be cold

Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out

I'm in the field, we goin' up

Told them to cut all the lights out

You want a problem?

You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now

I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style

Yeah, you want a problem?

Lil' bitch I ain't involved

Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved

Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it

If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love

Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah

Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited

Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this

Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it

Still eatin' I can't even spell drop

It's been a long time I swear to God

I could remember we sleep in the trap house

We shop in New York, we shop in Miami

In Vegas we gamble and cash out

These rappers play tough but we always ready

And don't really see what the cap 'bout

Put some money on your head, head, head, head I feel heartless

Guess and the Rolex on this new bitch, oh my darlin'

Tell promoters send the check and the jet, yeah, I don't bargain

Gunna taught you how to dress, nigga say less drippin' out heartless

I'm in New York, where it be cold

Look at my neck 'cause it's iced out

I'm in the field, we goin' up

Told them to cut all the lights out

You want a problem?

You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now

I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style

Yeah, you want a problem?

Lil' bitch I ain't involved

Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved

Baby you was just the one playin' that's how I recall it

If I look through these Cartier frames, I don't even see love

Stayin' up I get no rest, rest, rest, rest, don't gotta sleep, yeah

Fuckin' with bitches the best, best, best, best, shawty conceited

Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead, you should've seen this

Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it

Rich Bitch lyrics - Gunna

I need a rich bitch

I bought a red ‘vette

She give me that head, sex

These's VVS, yes

I popped a X, yes

Still ain't no yes-man (nah)

And that's yo best bet (best bet)

Put my crew on a big jet

I got gold like a treasure chest

I can't hold up my pants & bands

Only here for these Benjamins

These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand

Do this shit for my fam and friends

Saving all of these presidents (yeah)

I just told Richie; we rich

I got Metro in this bitch

I see Lil Durk in this bitch

Pop me a perc, take a sip

I'm glad that we made it, we here

TM88 with the drip

We make them blue faces appear

Had to kill ‘em, my bad my nigga

I'm just gettin' in my bag my nigga

Calculating and adding these figures (mmm)

My lil' bitch bad and attentive

I told PR to pass the skittles

I just popped me a half, my nigga (mmm)

That's my partner, my slime, my nigga

I locked in with my kind my nigga

I ain't have to go out, I hit her

They gone pull up and ride

Yo bitch keep on eyeing a nigga

I can't stop her from liking these pictures

I hope all of my bitches get richer

I need a rich bitch

I bought a red ‘vette

She give me that head, sex

These's VVS, yes

I popped a X, yes

Still ain't no yes-man (nah)

And that's yo best bet (best bet)

Put my crew on a big jet

I got gold like a treasure chest

I can't hold up my pants & bands

Only here for these Benjamins

These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand

Do this shit for my fam and friends

Saving all of these presidents (yeah)

Ima valet to Fifth's

I want the latest drip

I got a Draco in here

Lil nigga, don't play

Ima let Dre fuck yo bitch

I run with Lil Bouf in the 6

We gone do this for Troup til the end (ay)

You gone spray it? Then spray my nigga

We gone pull up with Ks, extensions

You gone work and get paid my nigga

I just witness, you payed attention

Had to go make my own decision

I didn't do this for no attention

I just wanted to see more of these benjis

(Mm)

I was down to my last and spent it

Now it's small shopping bags and Fendi

Take it off for a glass of henny

Fuck your ho, give her back

YSL can't stop bagging these bitches

Like we switched from the gas to the midget

Gunna havin' these hoes like Hendrix

I need a rich bitch

I bought a red ‘vette

She give me that head, sex

These's VVS, yes

I popped a X, yes

Still ain't no yes-man (nah)

And that's yo best bet (best bet)

Put my crew on a big jet

I got gold like a treasure chest

I can't hold up my pants & bands

Only here for these Benjamins

These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand

Do this shit for my fam and friends

Saving all of these presidents (yeah)

Sold Out Dates lyrics - Gunna (feat. Lil Baby)

[Gunna:]

Yeah, yeah

Young, young, young Gunna, yeah

Run that back Turbo

Baby, sold out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermes, I love that blue race

It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape

I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid

Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape

Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

'Nother backend, I'm back on the road

Flooded Patek, paid off a show

Drippin' this rare, more this Vlone

Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone

Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons

Eight in a two, and let it dissolve

Balmain my dinner, young Gun wanna ball

Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog

My foreign's a toy, I'm still a kid

Ten K this year for Coachella, it's lit

Bro got umbrellas to cover her wig

Open sale money, left them in a trench

Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I move with Vince

We strapped like a lineman, I really got rich

Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss

Don't get it confused, I'm still bangin' the six

New Cartier, Gunna outdone

Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge

Hatred's contagious, I keep me a gun

I'm focused on makin' an M in a month

Baby order twenty thousand in ones

Walk in and buy, I'm not asking how much

Red on the bottom, you need to catch up

Can't stick to these droppin', I need me a dub

Sold out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermes, I love that blue race

It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape

I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid

Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape

Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

[Lil Baby:]

Me and young Gunna back at it again

We just in New York, double datin' with twins

I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz

I fired my bitch and I hired her friend

I see all the hate through these Cartier lens

Every two months I done put up an M

My dog caught a body, they got it on film

He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen

Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again

Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I'm settin' the trend

Louis backpack, hit the jet and I'm gone

I don't post what I do 'cause these niggas be clone

See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones

Got a championship ring, I just brought it home

FN is plastic, them bullets like pellets

This Givenchy jacket, this ain't Pelle Pelle

Sold out dates, you know I don't play

That last aim wasn't straight, got no time for breaks

On they neck 'til it breaks, ain't pushin' no brakes

I got on two watches, I still come in late

It feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake

I pop like I got it, I'm holdin' my weight

I control the projects, I'm pushin' this weight

I'm sippin' this sizzurp, I pour me an eight

[Gunna:]

Sold out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermes, I love that blue race

It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape

I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid

Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape

Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

Space Cadet lyrics - Metro Boomin (feat. Gunna)

[Gunna:]

Yeah, ooh

Metro on these

Boominati wave, uh

(We've done it with robotic arm on the space shuttle

We've done it with direct launch of modules)

Prepare for lightspeed

Bought a spaceship, now I'm a space cadet (Space cadet)

Big white mansion in my habitat (Habitat)

Aim a lot of sticks like it's laser tag (Laser tag)

Fuck a rich bitch, havin' rich sex (Rich sex)

Smoke a lot of trees, need a weed plant (Weed plant)

Addicted to codeine, where the lean at? (Where the lean at?)

Sleepin' on these G's, it's a beanbag (Beanbag)

Got Rick Owen jeans, cost a cool rack (Cool rack)

Check came from my fans, life is fantastic (Fantastic)

I was broke as hell, sleepin' on the mattress (On the mattress)

I felt like it's Hell, wasn't nobody happy

Hot shells droppin' out the semi-automatic (Hot shells)

Ran it up, bought a condo, got a new addy (Ran it up)

Got the VVs with a Vlone jean jacket (VVs)

They can't see me, even if you had 3D glasses (3D glasses)

Bad bitch in the bikini, she from Calabasas (Calabasas)

Got a pocket full of bleu cheese and some green relish

I'm a psycho for these hundreds, got a cash fetish (Cash fetish)

I've been studyin' these hundreds, I'm a mathematic

And this love make me wanna buy my dad a Caddy

'Cause the love got me geeked up, I don't need an Addy

Dracos let these niggas know we war-ready ('Cause)

Expensive clothes on my bitches, we ain't ball-cappin'

Alien, feel like I'm livin' on my own planet

Bought a spaceship, now I'm a space cadet (Space cadet)

Big white mansion in my habitat (Habitat)

Aim a lot of sticks like it's laser tag (Laser tag)

Fuck a rich bitch, havin' rich sex (Rich sex)

Smoke a lot of trees, need a weed plant (Weed plant)

Addicted to codeine, where the lean at? (Where the lean at?)

Sleepin' on these G's, it's a beanbag (Beanbag)

Got Rick Owen jeans, cost a cool rack (Cool rack)

Chanel shoes overseas, they was patent leather

Shop in Tokyo, Japan, they the best ever

Blueberry t-shirt, sleeve on leather

Hard-top turn the vert, ride in any weather

You ain't gotta bend down, this ain't the propeller

Me and Wheezy spent a dime coppin' Gucci sweaters

Steady drippin', nigga drownin', I cannot help him

It's the Boominati, guys, we are not the devil (Boominati)

Got Columbia and ties out in Mexico (Mexico)

Wash the Benz a hundred times, still smell dope (Smell dope)

Got some pain we feel, apply and feel like velcro

A bitch fine and love shoppin' at Rodeo (Yeah)

I be iffy, don't want cop if it's a day old

Ain't stingy, my bro Gunna get a payroll

I just want the pretty women and the pesos

I can only hear the engine in this Lambo

Bought a spaceship, now I'm a space cadet (Space cadet)

Big white mansion in my habitat (Habitat)

Aim a lot of sticks like it's laser tag (Laser tag)

Fuck a rich bitch, havin' rich sex (Rich sex)

Smoke a lot of trees, need a weed plant (Weed plant)

Addicted to codeine, where the lean at? (Where the lean at?)

Sleepin' on these G's, it's a beanbag (Beanbag)

Got Rick Owen jeans, cost a cool rack (Cool rack)

Bought a spaceship, now I'm a space cadet (Space cadet)

Big white mansion in my habitat (Habitat)

Aim a lot of sticks like it's laser tag (Laser tag)

Fuck a rich bitch, havin' rich sex (Rich sex)

Smoke a lot of trees, need a weed plant (Weed plant)

Addicted to codeine, where the lean at? (Where the lean at?)

Sleepin' on these G's, it's a beanbag (Beanbag)

Got Rick Owen jeans, cost a cool rack (Cool rack)

[Travis Scott & Gunna:]

Ooh, ooh

Yeah

No, no

(New coupe, I'm a space cadet, yeah)

No, no

(Metro bought me two Pateks, ooh)

No, no

(Is it drippin'? Got a nigga wet, hmm)

No, no

(You on the Boominati wave)