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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

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,

back to the moon `Gunna`

If you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do Think he the one, but he really the two Better get low when I hit at your crew I'm sendin' the cleaners through I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over

back at it `Gunna`

pathetic Back at it (Yeah) Back at it (Yeah) Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (Yeah) And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who on Gotta go now, I can't prolong

bottom `Gunna`

(Run that back, Turbo) [Chorus] Came from the bottom Now the fans, they spot him (Woah, woah) Talk of the topic Can't even stop it (Woah, woah) Lot of you copyin' Here for the profits (Woah, woah) Find

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,

made for this shit `Gunna`

fish At the round table, it's a big dish Niggas ain't able, 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

rodeo dr `Gunna`

bring me them narcos, thinkin' I should take the Bronco (Yeah) OJ (Yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (Yeah) Count up them racks, get your folks out the

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

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

just say dat `Gunna`

Yeah I bought the driver that go with the Maybach Ain't no more warnings, I'm tellin' you, "Stay back" All that loose talkin', they come and relay that I know the singles is gettin' outdated You wanna

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

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

again `Gunna`

I just keep ringin', 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-

Bittersweet `Gunna`

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

i was just thinking `Gunna`

[Chorus] Oh Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh [Verse 1] I was just thinkin' 'bout the times I was hard-headed Thought it was right all along, I was misled All this weight on my back feelin' so heavy These boys claim

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

bread & butter `Gunna`

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 cutters, yeah Yeah, I'm right back

many nights `Gunna`

outside this worlds terrorized (Terrorized) You make it out, you'll treat this shit like paradise, huh, uh Money stack in the wallet, it's secure Doc' did an ultra scan on my heart and it's pure I can sit back

gp `Gunna`

I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now And I'm so emotional Like, my pussy is so good Like, it's so good, fuck (Run that back, Turbo) That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us Come right to the spot, I

Hot (feat. Gunna) `Young Thug, Gunna`

(Wheezy outta here) Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Everything litty, I love when it's hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more milli's

paybach `Gunna`

feel like it's payback, haters love to say that (Uh) It's that see you outside or come where you stay at (Stay at) Uh, Southside Mayday in a Brave A hat (A hat) Uh, dog going crazy, he don't wanna sit back

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

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 to park it Stop in the city me and bae go and eat at Hibachi Ice in your

go crazy `Gunna`

Off the porch and didn't know where to go (Where to go) Cross the street with my dawg, yeah, the woe' (The woe') Being me made it harder to grow Still went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor) Gunna

time reveals, be careful what you wish for `Gunna`

Should have been done by now But you didn't know how to handle the feeling Should have been done by now But you better go your way, go your way I'm startin' to cut these bitches off, I'm tired of playin

fuck witcha boy `Gunna`

insure I'm covered I'm pushing and lifting it up, I'm 'bout to cut up this summer Uh, told her I don't want no rice when I eat Benihanas I invest in three, four years, I multiplied the number Run it right back

prototype `Gunna`

Call it what you want I just want some earrings I don't know your name Money long On my way to take her home She live up in the trey I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space Satellite, uh, out of

cfwm `Gunna`

my wave A hard body to this day, I'm not rotting in a grave I done polished up my ways (polished up my ways) I don't know if it's just the season but it's like my heart gettin' colder God had set me back

won't stop `Gunna`

', we savin' the winter, this summer, we wildin' (we wildin') I can't even call it freestylin', young Wunna designin', the style ain't free (style ain't free) Choppin' the goat like I'm Chowder, I go back

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

time I rock a show, my fans don't wanna leave Workin' out in boxin' mode, we trainin', we like Creed We trainin', we like Creed (Trainin', we like Creed) Oh-oh Pop a few, I'm geekin' on shrooms Call your