metro boomin want some more nigga
gunna
in that fast thing speedin’ through the city skrrt skrrt
panoramic brain and my dash digi’ dash digi’
motherfuck the fame all my niggas litty lit
backwood to the face i don’t smoke no philly nah
drip drippin’ sauce like i’m chili sauce
let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly it’s chilly
i got three big booty broads at the telly the telly
and they know from the start who was ready
lil baby
i can’t fuck with none of y’all niggas y’all disgust me
when you with your maggot ass friends don’t discuss me
fn with extended clip i hope them try to rush me
i hear ’em sayin’ such and such a nigga ain’t gon’ touch me
big body benz ‘member i used to be dusty
now i want my money all hundreds in a rush please
i was sellin’ weed when they came out with white t
now i put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
whole hood poppin’ other niggas they don’t like me
made her eat it up she told her friend he gon’ wife me
all my niggas thoroughbred i don’t fuck with crossbreeds
free all of the bros down the road and on rice street
gunna
in that fast thing speedin’ through the city skrrt skrrt
panoramic brain and my dash digi’ dash digi’
motherfuck the fame all my niggas litty lit
backwood to the face i don’t smoke no philly nah
drip drippin’ sauce like i’m chili sauce
let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly it’s chilly
i got three big booty broads at the telly the telly
and they know from the start who was ready ready
gunna
put some fine bitches in margiely’s margiely
two new glass tinted these baguettey’s baguettey
ain’t gon’ bash you bitches i ain’t petty nah
just know we fuckin’ we ain’t goin’ steady goin’ steady
i don’t wanna sleep i need more addys need more addy
i ain’t have no kid but i’m her daddy i’m her daddy
better shake her ass like it’s magic like it’s magic
twenties in my pocket look like cabbage yeah
carats everywhere i’m a rabbit i’m a rabbit
i ain’t shawty lo but what’s happenin’ what’s happenin’
we was taught to go keep that cannon that cannon
i’m on fuckin go i can’t panic i can’t panic
gunna
in that fast thing speedin’ through the city skrrt skrrt
panoramic brain and my dash digi’ dash digi’
motherfuck the fame all my niggas litty lit
backwood to the face i don’t smoke no philly nah
drip drippin’ sauce like i’m chili sauce
let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly it’s chilly
i got three big booty broads at the telly the telly
and they know from the start who was ready
lil baby
money conversations check my feng shui
i buy dolce gabbana chanel a month straight
supermodel her body gon’ be my entree
i been runnin’ with hitters my youngins gun slang
cars up to date brand new wraith
my life circle mines ain’t straight
bills ain’t late paid no notes
i ain’t no joke they want smoke
we exotic start a riot we gon’ ride
‘s drakes outside
we don’t get tired we gon’ die
Artist: Lil Baby Featuring Gunna
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 339