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biting my game `Gunna`

Chop up the brain Speed out in flames (skrrt) Crib is insane (insane) Stones in my chain (stones) Money, power and fame (power and fame) Niggas risking their life for these millions Bitin' my game I got

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

cfwm `Gunna`

) Nigga pocket watchin', one of my biggest pet peeves Put my pride aside, now I wear my heart on my sleeve All in Abu Dhabi, talkin' large with a Sheikh They can't fuck with me And it ain't gon' ever change

$$$ (feat. Normani) `Gunna`

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 down the road for this cake It's cloudy all in my

on one tonight `Gunna`

rainbow face They hope I fall off, ain't no way I might be alright, but it ain't okay Niggas got left, niggas went right, I went left and stayed left and ain't nothin' the same They run they lips, I put my

satisfaction (feat. Asake) `Gunna`

I'm out here on this road I'm searching for my own satisfaction I'm selling cross the globe trying to protect my soul, keep me happy Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Trapped before I lived, life's game I play my card

blackjack `Gunna`

It's a gamble like blackjack, rollin' the dice Hundreds in my bag just to cover my vice Niggas throwin' shade, tryna block the daylight Money don't make you real, that's on my life (Money don't make you

trio `Gunna`

suck the nut out the pee hole Straight from the slum, but can go 'cross the coast with the folks, call me Gio Every bitch sniff a whole kilo I catch a ho like TO Nigga ain't lame or a peon Put him on game

HIM ALL ALONG `Gunna`

Scrooge McDuck, got one of my rooms all flooded with gold (Gold) I done bought two, four, five, six, seven, eight karats in stones (In stones) Cash on the California couch, can't wait to go dress my

at my purest (feat. Offset) `Gunna`

Overseas in Europe, I hit Zurich, bought a watch (Swiss) Kickin' it at my purest, my influence worth a lot (a lot) Bought my bitch the Urus, let her skrrt to that drop (skrrt) Valet see my jewelry, my

GOT DAMN `Gunna`

(Aviator) On and off the jet, goddamn Uh, I don't get no rest, goddamn I want my respect, goddamn I been running up a check, yeah (Yeah) When we fuck, it ease my stress, goddamn Uh, way she give that neck

made for this shit `Gunna`

ain't on the list Hermès gator, my name on the list Gold AP, it's the same color Cris' Don't play with my name '25, '26 Range Rover up at the back, I'm out of your range (Out of your range) Workin' out

club house `Gunna`

' this shit like a drought, pay me the full amount (Full amount) I see millions and billions, these racks for my well-being I take my bitch to go skiin' 'cause she cold ('Cause she cold) I'm whippin' a

rare occasion `Gunna`

your boy blazin' (boy blazin') Ten million on my Amex, all this shit high maintenance Pay my lawyer, I don't wanna see no court cases (court cases) Custom-made jeans on me, you can tell the cut ain't

let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) `Gunna`

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 time and I'ma let it breathe (Oh) I'm still waitin' on my

whatsapp (wassam) `Gunna`

want a cutlass I came a long way, that's a big fact Big Gunna Wunna, yeah, big fact Got your bitch checkin' in like a dispatch It ain't money, I don't wanna chit-chat I don't care if it gotta be a couple

many nights `Gunna`

Many nights Many nights Life feel like a war, but Lord protectin' my soul Prayin' on my knees so many nights Murders right outside this worlds terrorized (Terrorized) You make it out, you'll treat this

turned your back `Gunna`

streets But I still ain’t find my peace, where to go?

paybach `Gunna`

large Maybach (Uh) No remorses for my don, told my mom relax (Relax) Ain't sipped purple in so long, I don't wanna relapse [Verse 1] Niggas say I did it and I swear that I ain't did it (Nah) I'm still

life’s changing `Gunna`

block, I'm a made man (Woah) I'm sleepin' in a rock like a caveman (Woah) My lil' mami (You a mami) We in Tijuana (We in Tijuana) Came from South Atlanta (South Atlanta) I'm young Gunna Wunna (Young Gunna

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

bread & butter `Gunna`

Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter Won't say it, but he know I still got real

Bittersweet `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 dog, I don't care if we fall out, nigga, I never could diss you For the chains and the fame, only

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

won't stop `Gunna`

growth, I'm chasin' health and wealth, not clout (ah) Bad bitches under my belt, I cook like a chef, I'm Mr.

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

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

on me `Gunna`

, it been too many ladders These losses startin' to help me see what really matters These drugs can't even ever help a nigga feel better I feel better when I'm headlinin' the Coachella I'm livin' out my

podcast `Gunna`

Uh, back up on my feet, I was down bad (Explosivo, down bad) Uh, I done turned these niggas to a podcast (Podcast) Uh, they can hear the Bentley when I drive past (Skrrt-skrrt) Let them take a picture,

sakpase `Gunna`

Brand new racks, ándale I'm connected through checks, and got pounds of this cake (yeah) West LA when I'm not in that A (west) Ride a Benz Six-trey and a gun metal grey (yeah) Pop my way, can't get out