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conscience Gunna splurge a hunnid Gs, them cuties, I'm stayin' low I ain't in no nigga lane, I'm stayin' the same, I'm playin' my role Can't function, I'm fed up with this nonsense Lotta shit, and it's weighin' on my conscience whatsapp (wassam) Gunna nigga, I don't want your contact I know many men, they pray I don't win I still gotta ride with the compact I'm ridin' the Cullinan, I used to want a cutlass I came a long way, that's a big fact Big Gunna collage Gunna one of wun Gunna hip, I don't gotta trip (yeah) You know I ain't no lil' bitty shrimp (you know it) We switchin' position, we switchin' locations, I'm fuckin' this bitch in the gym (we lift) She say she don't wanna say Gunna neck on a yacht Gunna 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 treesh Gunna on one tonight Gunna back in the a Gunna It's on) Can't beat me, I'm standin' ten toes (Uh) I'ma get my dogs back in the row (Back in the row) AP all factory gold (Gold) I been gettin' back in that mode (I'm back in it) Baby got a drip like Gunna trio Gunna still prevail 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 $$$ (feat. Normani) Gunna hear the sirens, I don't mind She lookin' in my eyes, all she see is dollar sign Wunna sayin' these words like a vow Made it out of dirt, get my crown now I been drippin' since birth, I can't turn down Gunna clear my rain (feat. Leon Bridges) Gunna the time Gunna let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) Gunna comin' out Section 8 Now I got expensive taste Take your bitch and levitate her Just hit the Miami island house, my room got elevator I ain't been havin' time, I'm on my grind, it's all fate [Chorus: Gunna life’s changing Gunna done made it off my block, I'm a made man (Woah) I'm sleepin' in a rock like a caveman (Woah) My lil' mami (You a mami) We in Tijuana (We in Tijuana) Came from South Atlanta (South Atlanta) I'm young Gunna today i did good Gunna undercover, somehow it always leak Poppin' out with my lil' shorty and we ain't gotta sneak I came with like three, four securities, I ain't even deep Phantom rose and bulletproof truck, yeah, young Gunna time reveals, be careful what you wish for Gunna your way, go your way Press on my jeans, small tee from Chrome Hearty Chains on my belt, I'm rockstar without the Harley I feel the growth and can't nobody stop the chartin' This ain't the same young Gunna HIM ALL ALONG Gunna coupe, Jeff Gordon, I got the foreign imported (Foreign imported) Knew that we sold out the Barclay', now we gon' sell out the Garden (Gon' sell out the Garden) Trap, I'ma fuck up the market, young Gunna back at it Gunna Yeah) Go on a move, better mask up Niggas caught up but be dead drunk Ain't tryna sleep in— Ain't tryna sleep in no damn bunk I'm 'posed to be here making anthems And some of you niggas know well enough 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 idk nomore Gunna paybach Gunna enough (Wait enough) I take a fall and break it down and build it up (Build it up) Uh, staying down, countin' to hundred plus (Hundred plus) All you fuckin' suckers keep on holdin' nuts (Holdin' nuts) Gunna ca$h $hit Gunna 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 rodeo dr Gunna nigga with internet jokes (Yeah) Fuck this shit, I'm still doin' it for Jeff and Lil Keed and you know it's R.I.P. to the Pope (Yeah) And my heart covered in Chrome, damn, they just now rockin' Chrome Gunna 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 p angels Gunna born rich Gunna