gunna
yeah yah
uh
run that back turbo
yeah
gunna
i tote a tec ’cause niggas be shady
and a surfboard ’cause we’re really wavy
i need some love to go with this hate
give mama a hug we finally made it
we puttin’ ms in all the mercedes
spend a whole m in the mall boy you crazy
bitches ain’t shit bet’ not trust your old lady
business is business so you gotta pay me
gunna
uh bentleys on bentleys we mob through the a
benjis on benjis we stack every day
business is business so you gotta pay
new lamborghinis make me wanna race
still eat fettuccine i’m stuck in my ways
my bed tempurpedic i fuckin’ get paid
my flow a disease kill these rappers like aids
yves st laurent on the lens of my shades
gunna back up i was goin’ through a phase
i doubled up and got my bitches straight
you learned how to drip from you watchin’ my page
niggas be tossin’ somebody decay
offwhite’d the coupe and the inside is beige
i pop this shit like i’ve been doin’ for ages
so many dead faces i got me a grave
ysl nigga say slatt every day
i pop me a pill one got stuck in my throat
this rollie a presi’ i don’t need to vote
your ho super ready she at my condo
i stay with that 9 they should call me marlo
i’m the greatest of all my emoji is goat
bouncin’ my life got my back off the rope
too real i can’t turn my back on the bros
gunna
i tote a tec ’cause niggas be shady
and a surfboard ’cause we’re really wavy
i need some love to go with this hate
give mama a hug we finally made it
puttin’ ms in all the mercedes
spend a whole m in the mall boy you crazy
bitches ain’t shit bet’ not trust your old lady
business is business so you gotta pay me
lil baby gunna
brought out a dub and i’m ready to spend it
you dropped the ball i got it we winnin’
spaceship for a car that ain’t rented
they know who i am i ain’t walkin’ through lenox
it didn’t take long i ran up them racks
bought it ain’t like it ain’t takin it back
i shoulda playin’ linebacker i want a sack
i got this cheetah print all on my jacket
i got the belt and the shoes to match it
i’m from the hood i’m keepin’ my ratchet
my bitch the baddest she ain’t bougie she ratchet
i get him flipped then i buy him a casket
i’m servin’ real i ain’t just singin’ rappin’
i got on soldier re’s they’re classics
i got a doin’ gymnastics
i sold a brick it was still in the package
sixty five hundred was spent on this coat
got a bitch in the condo she snortin’ the coke
i don’t wanna fuck her just want the throat
i’m savin’ my money i ain’t goin’ broke
don’t want no handouts that shit ain’t no joke
they listen up when i speak i’m the pope
i’m bringin’ cash ain’t payin’ no notes
i got the stick just in case they want smoke
gunna
i tote a tec ’cause niggas be shady
and a surfboard ’cause we’re really wavy surfboard
i need some love to go with this hate
give mama a hug we finally made it finally made it
puttin’ ms in all the mercedes
spend a whole m in the mall boy you crazy
bitches ain’t shit bet’ not trust your old lady bitches ain’t shit
business is business so you gotta pay me business is business
Artist: Lil Baby Gunna
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 358