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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