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showed em `Gunna`

Yeah, yeah, yeah (X-plosive) Thought I wasn't goin' to make it, I showed 'em (I showed 'em) Thought I wasn't goin' to do it, I showed 'em (I showed 'em) Millions off of music, I sold (I sold) International

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

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

sleep The AC blastin', my tires all screech Plottin' on grindin', I've been curvin' all the speeds Still movin' on my 'lone 'cause it's hard to trust (Movin' on my 'lone 'cause it's hard to trust) I showed

biting my game `Gunna`

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 it, givin' 'em

prada dem (feat. Offset) `Gunna`

I got the swag, Prada them Shawty havin' drip, proud of them (Proud of them) Boarded on the jet, out of here (Out of here) 2024 our year (Our year) Call paramedics, I'm killin' 'em (Killin' 'em) Steppin

let that sink in `Gunna`

You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend Don't let that go over your head, let that sink in (Run that back, Turbo) Have 'em chop your dread, let that sink in Whip that Lamborghini the two

i was just thinking `Gunna`

I done cried 'causе this feelin' for my bro (King Slime) And you know my mind, you done watched that nigga grow (Watched that nigga grow) Know you hearin' the lies that your lil' brother might fold (Gunna

fuck witcha boy `Gunna`

years, I multiplied the number Run it right back in that field, I can't survive the jungle (mhm) Stash me two or three Ms, I fill up a whole Tonka (a whole Tonka) Once I finish this deal, I could let 'em

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

back in the a `Gunna`

the chase You got it off the display ('Splay), I got it from the runway I got it (I got it), fuck it, I go Arthur Blank I don't do this shit for the fame Uh, stackin' these Benjamin Franks (Stackin' 'em

conscience `Gunna`

feel low I ain't ever sad, I'ma trust the process and I let it all go Niggas can't compare, it's not a contest, I'm here to let you know Young Gun'Wunna comin' down Sunset, I'm rollin' in a Rolls Show 'em

Bittersweet `Gunna`

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

bottom `Gunna`

Bout to eat it, I'm greedy In the coupe with my name in the seating And you ain't seen it You ain't seen it I say fuck you, you know that I mean it I don't care to hear none of your grievance Hit me up, Gunna

back to the moon `Gunna`

I was doin' wrong I said, "Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone" Man, these niggas couldn't see me with the song If these niggas done never see me, probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along And Young Gunna

i can't feel my face (feat. Nechie) `Gunna`

mhm, mm) She say the Lamb' got her, uh, she say the Lamb' got her car sick I stowed it down, I'm 'bout to take her to pound, I give her hard dick I played around, feel like I'm takin' the crown, tell 'em

idk nomore `Gunna`

some days will be dark And I know there be a time you really show who you are We burned the bridge and cut the ties and we forever apart [Verse 1] I'm done with all these foes on my soul, just forget 'em

many nights `Gunna`

what we can endure, grind many nights Cash from different countries, I take every kind Built another brand, shit big as Calvin Klein Better watch me close, y'all want a mastermind I'm the one givin 'em

back at it `Gunna`

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 now, nigga, hold on [Verse 1] Double R truck and it's black, yuh Load 'em

on one tonight `Gunna`

tonight (Yeah, ayy) Don't play with me, play with a mic (Yeah, ayy) She suck it when we stop at the light These rappers ain't copyin' right (Yeah, ayy) Get dressed and pop out in the night Too trim, I got 'em

what they thinking `Gunna`

I don't know what these niggas thinking I don't know what these bitches want I ain't playin' games No, I ain't goin' at all this a Plain Jane It's a Role', oh Board a private plane And we takin' off Gunna

$$$ (feat. Normani) `Gunna`

get a loan from a bank I caterpillar way up and down the road for this cake It's cloudy all in my face, it's all shades of gray I just wanna get paid, I don't wanna wait Nothin' less, they all told 'em

just say dat `Gunna`

say that You wanna feature, then nigga, just say that (yeah, yeah) I'm fuckin' this bitch with a latex (yeah) Nigga ain't trim, I know this bitch on a limb, charge it the AMEX (yeah) Wait 'til we see 'em

endless `Gunna`

young nigga glow (glow) That fame make a pussy nigga troll (troll) I'm a hustler, I whip it out the bowl (Whip, whip, whip, whip) Hustle Came from that south, Flat Shoal, Old Nat' Them packs, sellin' 'em

ca$h $hit `Gunna`

cash shit like I wanna (Huh, hold on) Talk the cash shit like I wanna (Huh, huh, hold on) [Verse 2] Uh, stand on ten toes, heart gettin' cold I don't suppose, far from a ho (Far from a ho) Watchin' 'em

club house `Gunna`

these racks for my well-being I take my bitch to go skiin' 'cause she cold ('Cause she cold) I'm whippin' a European, I'm pickin' up cash in yen (Oh) My name got value within, shit is gold (Shit is gold) Gunna

blackjack `Gunna`

from Loewe, they ain't come from Cavalli I go Ricky, I go Balenci', used to rock the Zanottis We overseas, l'm in my D, with bae massagin' my body It's the real bluscotti when we smoke, la di da di When Gunna

collage `Gunna`

Spider (From Spider) Thank God I didn't need a writer (Thank God) I work but they think they entitled (They entitled) All my words come with a title (With a title) My fans know my songs, they recite 'em

the time `Gunna`

Mans) Motion tryna get close, can't keep going, yes, I can (Yes, I can) Rollin', I done been foldin', feel like I'm fallin', I ain't fall, here I stand (Stand) Tall, back against the wall, I'll fight 'em

at my purest (feat. Offset) `Gunna`

treacherous) Wake up, takin' these chances Businessman, I barely drive, I bought me two new Caddies Got acres, I can sell you land cost at least two Pateks (two Pateks) L.A. estate behind the gate, don't let 'em

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