Gunna on me 가사검색 :: 가사집

on me `Gunna`

Colorblind, I see pink, blue and green dollars All the time, I been the one to lead, follow me Follow me (Follow me) Blessed to have a voice worth over a million dollars You ain't gon' stay rich 'til you

on one tonight `Gunna`

You niggas been hatin' way too long, yeah, yeah Too grown, I bought that-, oh Yeah That's a good one, Pete Yeah, yeah I went to AP, spent two hundred K, they sold me the frost, rainbow face They hope I

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

cfwm `Gunna`

Leather Moto coat, had three chains on my jeans Playin' I go loco, I'm insane 'bout this cream Hunnids I got fo-fo out the bank, crispy clean Gotta make me one stop, hold the jet, he can't leave (yeah

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

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

back at it `Gunna`

(Yeah) And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who on Gotta go now, I can't prolong (Prolong), I'm out of space in a ozone (Ozone) In a spaceship let it float on (Float on), can't stop me

bread & butter `Gunna`

Hustled on my own, I always didn't know how to sell product Nigga ain't gave mе shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom Every nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems We are not

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

again `Gunna`

, I'ma be ringin' your line once again (brrt) I done been drinkin', I was just thinkin' when we gon' fuck again Her pussy leakin', I'm pullin' up, I wanna make love again She wanna- uh, pop a few, we on

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

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

rodeo dr `Gunna`

and get fresh and pull up with the hoes (Yeah) Don't care 'bout no nigga been sendin' me threats, on the West, I get love from the Locs (Yeah) Let me turn back around and go back to a cell for a nigga

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

forever be mine (feat. Wizkid) `Gunna`

Um, bring me them guns, get 'em beat up Slow it down, baby, we ain't got to rush Unless you want me to speed up Hit it like a clutch, put some speed on it, uh Open it, lick it, and spit on it You countin

back to the moon `Gunna`

, you niggas ain't seen my move They sat me down like I went outerspace, now I gotta go back to the moon Nigga right back on the shrooms Nigga geeked up like it ain't nun' to lose Two months, I'm back

treesh `Gunna`

And shorty be doin' her thing 'Cause she for the streets and still got a man (And still got a man) Ain't gotta speak, and I ain't pressed She want the D, I be like, "Ah" She wanna eat, she on a diet Only

neck on a yacht `Gunna`

(Makers) Yeah I'm gettin' neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock Bad ho' poppin' they twat, I'm gettin' this shit back on lock Rockin' some Prada high top, I'm cashin' out on a lot Turn this shit

collage `Gunna`

hide (A GOAT) Orange County, I'm at the Montage (Montage) The Lambo', the Benz, or the Dodge (Dodge) Ferrari, add to the collage (Yeah) Young player, I wanna go Gator (Go Gator) They probably be feelin' me

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

one of wun `Gunna`

to lose, but I'm W, due for a win Fuckin' this bitch in an orgy, I'm havin' a snow bunny, hold up her legs (legs) Far from a dummy, I see how I'm comin', don't tempt me, I'm right on the edge (don't tempt

trio `Gunna`

Wunna don't play, give no fuck what you say, I made millions because I'm melodic (Melodic) Straight from the set, used to serve on the South, I made rackies from sellin' exotic Hatin' on the kid, don't

gp `Gunna`

her passport (Uh) Money on the dashboard (Money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (Board) Strapped like a task force (Force), hit her from the back (Hit her from the back) Bitch, I'm a bad boy (Boy

idk nomore `Gunna`

[Chorus] I don't know no more, I don't know no more I can't put my finger on it, I don't know the code They was never used to money, they don't know how to ball They lookin' for me, they don't know I'm

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

let that sink in `Gunna`

head, let that sink in Have 'em chop your dread, let that sink in Ten million on the check, all I need is a pen Nigga, I barely get rest, had my patience thin You can tell by the way they dress on the

the time `Gunna`

fight I could tell you 'bout the time I could tell you 'bout the money, cars, and hoes, and the ice I could tell you 'bout the time I counted an M in a night I could tell you 'bout the time I fucked me

p angels `Gunna`

a Tsunami, yeah, like wave I bought the map (Uh), Bruce Wayne (Wayne) Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (Smoke all the Haze) [Verse 1] I got P angels,

won't stop `Gunna`

I thought I told you time and time again, this shit won't stop I backend show by show, I'm tryna triple and double the pot Booked for at least six figures a show or more, put him on now (six figures) Hoopin

bottom `Gunna`

different way you was raised up Ain't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts Talkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust I can have them boys leakin' out red stuff Niggas saweetie (Sweet) Never could be me