back at it Gunna

[Chorus] Back at it Smokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict Two racks just for the tank top, you niggas is

back in the a Gunna

And I'm right back in the A Smooth, I ain't leavin' no trace (Smooth) Racks on me (Racks), racks on me, fresh out the chase You got it off the display ('Splay), I got it from the runway I got it (I got

neck on a yacht Gunna

back up a notch, fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout I'm back with these racks out the bank Like Titanic, they want me to sink Got a new batch I'm smokin', it's stankin' Went to Tootsie's, let her throw

paybach Gunna

reminiscin' Sittin' back of the Maybach, wishin' we that was in the Bentley (Yeah) Talkin' 'bout all of these fuck niggas that always had some envy Yeah, know they envious (Envious) Switching on my brother

p angels Gunna

[Chorus] I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain (Yeah) Took a few losses, that's part of the game (That's part of the game) Bought a big jet, took my talents to Spain (Yeah) I had to swerve, they was all

back to the moon Gunna

on the move Right back in the club throwin' racks in the pool I'm 'bout to start actin' a fool It's just you and me, and you know who I choose You knew this would happen, you cut off the crew I'm talkin

rodeo dr Gunna

Yeah [Chorus] And I'm right back on Rodeo Still got some boys on the payroll You niggas still sippin' Karo (Yeah) She with a P in LA at the condo, we 'bout to eat Maggiano's (Yeah) Helpin' the P out, so

bottom Gunna

you a hobby 'Cause it's bread on your noggin' [Verse 1] I'm lettin' the energy build up Then show these lil' niggas you brick tough Got the order in, nigga, we K'd up It's a whole different way you was

fukumean Gunna

Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge Watch me jump right off the curb Bentley Spur fly like a bird Spin on the first and the third Solid, I'm keepin' my word Can't be my equal, I don't know what

turned your back Gunna

Oh [Chorus] I been this fucked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need Then you turned your back on me, you don't know Oh (Oh) Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the

Bittersweet Gunna

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

whatsapp (wassam) Gunna

They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp) Hope ain't nobody to cuss at (nah) Shit changed but it still get pushed back (pushed back) I drop, make these lil' niggas push back (push) I count up,

bread & butter Gunna

fucked a nigga, always stayed solid Kept it real with niggas, never lied and always stay honest Love my bro so much, I'd never change on 'em I'm the one to go and do the work, bring you thе damn profits

one of wun Gunna

That's a good one, P One-of-wun bitches they ten, one of wun, never again (one of wun) Wun get the cake and the butter, I count it like hustle, the money all in Ridin' 'round the town in a drop-top coupe

i was just thinking Gunna

me to go back to the block, no, no, no I done gained a whole lot of more opps, now I'm home Niggas' nose all in mine, don't know how to mind they own Twenty-three and one, how you feel when you alone?

go crazy Gunna

Still went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor) Gunna Wunna been wavy (Gunna Wunna been wavy) But I always been playing it low (Playing it low) Gettin' that work on the daily (Getting work on

the time Gunna

Ayy I could tell you 'bout the time I made a call and we got it right I could tell you 'bout the wins and all the losses in my life I could tell you 'bout the time we ain't give up and we still fight I

hakuna matata Gunna

Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta, young Gunna worth millions of dollars (Millions of dollars) I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model, she made a few M's off a followin' (Yeah) Young Wunna

ca$h $hit Gunna

shit like I wanna Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Hold on) [Verse 1] Uh, stones in my teeth, I don't talk for free I don’t care to speak, I'ma be brief (I'ma be brief) Goyard the brief, I got a freak

let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) Gunna

Yeah, yeah Grind, applyin' pressure on the hard way Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the

blackjack Gunna

real, that's on my life) Had to pop a pill, hop on the mic (Yeah, hop on the mic) Lot of shit to deal with but we'll be a'ight I'm a lion in the field, I ain't no mice (Lion in the field, I ain't no mice

time reveals, be careful what you wish for Gunna

' You had your chances with a boss and killed the plans That's part my fault from pickin' so we can get in bed Nowadays, I'm feelin' picky, leavin' that bitch on read It ain't no more pre-kickin', you

clear my rain (feat. Leon Bridges) Gunna

Ah shit, baby slim in the waist Body right, she a ten in the face (Hmm-mm) Fuck her all night and through the day (Hmm-mm) Rock a tour, now she and I the same Pocket book and skin not plain Sunshine, can

prada dem (feat. Offset) Gunna

(Balenciaga) Put it in they face, Benihana (Benihana) Fly to Abu Dhabi, spend a hundred (Spend a hundred) Shittin' like a potty, I ain't goin' under (I ain't goin' under) Protected by sticks, I feel better

on one tonight Gunna

my foot on the pedal, the Range Spend this shit like I'm ahead of the game You said they gon' drop and it better be flame Lil' mami gon' top, she gon' suck 'til I'm drained My top five top, in love with

life’s changing Gunna

) I'ma save bands (Save bands) Had to take chance (Take chance) Made a paid plan (Woah) I done made it off my block, I'm a made man (Woah) I'm sleepin' in that rock like a caveman (Woah) I ain't greedy

still prevail Gunna

Yeah Yeah Yeah Sippin' OJ in the Cris' Model with me and she lit Black leather Vetement trench Thousands gon' go on my wrist This bitch drankin' me, she a fish They soft that they swivel, don't stick I

idk nomore Gunna

buildin' a wall Duckin' the law, I ain't trustin' no one at all I know that when you shine they wish some days will be dark And I know there be a time you really show who you are We burned the bridge

HIM ALL ALONG Gunna

home (Dress my home) Smash all you itty-bitty rappers in a minute, I was tryna prolong (Tryna prolong) On the way to reachin' my goals, lot of doors open and close (Open and close) I've been spendin

GOT DAMN Gunna

Uh, trim Uh, get this movie star on film (Film) My ring a shining star, uh Uh (Uh), karats in my ear and they clear (Glass) I been rockin' shades, life's been a blur (Blur) Fashion every day, put her in

$$$ (feat. Normani) Gunna

Yeah Dollar sign, dollar sign Dollar sign, dollar sign, yeah Dollar sign, dollar sign Dollar sign, dollar sign, yeah Ain't gon' ask a nigga, I rather tryna get a loan from a bank I caterpillar way up and

collage Gunna

facade (No boast) I'm goin' against all the odds (All the odds) A GOAT, no way I can hide (A GOAT) Orange County, I'm at the Montage (Montage) The Lambo', the Benz, or the Dodge (Dodge) Ferrari, add to

today i did good Gunna

' hit differently Niggas couldn't feel my adrenaline Just rushin', uh, chasin' them Benjamins Bachelor, but I'm also a gentleman Generous, and overall a nigga genuine This winter colder, I'm in Aspen dressed

conscience Gunna

No, I never flipped, niggas jump ship just to go and get a check I've been a tough soul when the whole world been on my neck It done been long nights, long early mornings, I barely get rest K pop, pop

Style Rare Offset, Gunna

butterfly, Lambo' The V I take her shopping, the pair of the Cs You see my popping, they staring at me This ring, it cost me a heroin, a key I told my dentist to carat my teeth We rocking the Bottega

treesh Gunna

lil' P out my pad, ah, jump out the pot like yams Y'all don't be seen with the treesh And she off the leash, you see what I'm sayin'?

Hot (feat. Gunna) Young Thug, Gunna

Nike, we got it on lock Cartier eye I'm the bossman in the suit with no tie I can't be sober, I gotta stay high Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry Ridin' in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde

Bachelor Turbo, Gunna

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

alright Gunna

(Ah, it's like a breath of fresh air) All I feel is pain, but it's gon' be alright Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right I ain't sleepin' through the night But I hope we be alright (We be

trio Gunna

, I got the big house, I got the Benzo polished (Polished) Roll up the window, I'm smokin' indo, this the real-deal Biscotti (Biscotti) I'm havin' M's, no molly Bring out the pink toe, it's a lil' freaky

Drunk Arcade (Club Mix) Bombs Away

In this Drunk Arcade You know that we gunna play In this Drunk Arcade Drink untill we pixelate In this Drunk Arcade You know that we gunna play In this Drunk Arcade Drink untill we pixelate I'm like BACK

Drunk Arcade (Radio Edit) Bombs Away

In this Drunk Arcade You know that we gunna play In this Drunk Arcade Drink untill we pixelate In this Drunk Arcade You know that we gunna play In this Drunk Arcade Drink untill we pixelate

Everything In Twos The Sidekicks

the glass got broken but didn't really spill a sip as I stumbled like a word on a cut lip yours weren't a problem when you were worried about 'us' 'why does the leaving mean you fucked it up' my vision

born rich Gunna

profit Never had shit, so if I like it, I'ma cop it Forgis on big body Benz, squattin', yeah My Dior mami call me Big Papi, yeah You cool, but wait 'til when you really poppin' Survivin' the spendin' addiction

Big (feat. Gunna) Rita Ora, David Guetta, Imanbek, Gunna

Mm, mm, mm Mm, mm Blame it on the city how I'm ballin' (how I'm ballin') Picking up the money, always callin' (always callin') She gon' touch the ceiling for a sinner (for a sinner) Dark chains

Edible (Feat. Gunna) Flo Milli

Know the cookie good, but it's gon' hit you like an edible Tryna shoot the club up with a cannon, he's incredible First rich baby daddy in Miami, I'm unstoppable I ain't had no good dick in some months

Lamb Of God Marilyn Manson

There was christ in the metal shell There was blood on the pavement The camera will make you God Until jack becomes sainted If you die when there's no one watching And your ratings drop and your

Of Red Earth Lamb Of God

There was christ in the metal shell There was blood on the pavement The camera will make you God Until jack becomes sainted If you die when there's no one watching And your ratings drop and your forgotten

1:59 (Feat. Gunna) Normani

I'm on it too (Ooh, brrt) Call me, I come through, I fantasize You want it two times on the side, clocks in the rooms (Ooh) Back on that vibe again It's hard to fight again Shit, we can't hide again Ooh

Change Is Gunna Come Olly Murs

Something's come feel it down in my bones Yeah it's been a long time gone but you here tonight Now let's not look back you keeping me right on track Feel the karma coming back we're gonna be alright