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pop it Gunna Uh, pop it again (Pop it) Widebody Benz (Widebody Benz) Racks by the ten (Racks) Wun for the win (Wun for the win) Polish your mans (Polish) More rubber bands (More rubber bands) Pop it (Pop it) Finessing again Gunna ' I'm takin' a honey pack I wan' fuck her hard 'til we stumblin' Young Gun-Wunna right where she comin' at I jump in and out, it do jumpin' jacks Skeet it out right where your bonnet at (yeah) Suckin' Bittersweet Gunna my eyes Ran through a whole dub, this round, I'm keeping it tight (Keeping it tight) Praying more on my knees at night, I'm tryna get right (Get right) Times it don't feel even, but I still gotta stride sakpase Gunna Brand new racks, ándale I'm connected through checks, and got pounds of this cake (yeah) West LA when I'm not in that A (west) Ride a Benz Six-trey and a gun metal grey (yeah) Pop my way, can't get out blackjack Gunna rollin' the dice Hundreds in my bag just to cover my vice Niggas throwin' shade, tryna block the daylight Money don't make you real, that's on my life (Money don't make you real, that's on my life) Had to pop conscience Gunna No, I never flipped, niggas jump ship just to go and get a check I've been a tough soul when the whole world been on my neck It done been long nights, long early mornings, I barely get rest K pop, pop 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 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 on one tonight Gunna Too grown, I bought that-, oh Yeah That's a good one, Pete Yeah, yeah I went to AP, spent two hundred K, they sold me the frost, rainbow face They hope I fall off, ain't no way I might be alright, but it ca$h $hit Gunna thunder (They know I can come make it thunder) Can't see me like young Stevie Wonder (Can’t see me) I drip like a sweat in the sauna (The sauna) I swear, I can't wait for the summer (I swear, I can't treesh Gunna still got a man (And still got a man) Ain't gotta speak, and I ain't pressed She want the D, I be like, "Ah" She wanna eat, she on a diet Only eat me, panties to the side Slippin' and slide, suckin' it let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) Gunna applyin' pressure on the hard way Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the time and I'ma let it one of wun Gunna That's a good one, P One-of-wun bitches they ten, one of wun, never again (one of wun) Wun get the cake and the butter, I count it like hustle, the money all in Ridin' 'round the town in a drop-top coupe still prevail Gunna Black leather Vetement trench Thousands gon' go on my wrist This bitch drankin' me, she a fish They soft that they swivel, don't stick I can do a lot of things but don't miss Your baby mama know that I'm it prada dem (feat. Offset) Gunna I'm really him (I'm really him) Louis leather vest, nigga trim (Nigga trim) Running up a check, stackin' M's (Stackin' M's) Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, hold on I crop the top, Balenciaga (Balenciaga) Put it p angels Gunna Let's get us a fake Fuck all that bullshit, I went back to get it I land in Sky-ami, been a minute I'm gon' get a GRAMMY, that's my witness I want it, I get it independent Took up some L's, still winnin Different Species Offset, Gunna ain't leased Clover them, Van Cleef I order 'em by the threes Deported her overseas We on the water, by the beach To Monaco, flew to Portugal, on a roller-coast, steady Comin' home, I'm close, baby, keep it Hot (feat. Gunna) Young Thug, Gunna some more milli's, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop back at it Gunna [Chorus] Back at it Smokin' this 'Scotti, this shit startin' to hit like it's crack in it The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict Two racks just for the tank top, you niggas is 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 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 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 endless Gunna Fillin' they hearts with envy Niggas goin' for an image And not one wanna admit it (nah) Ayy, still need starch in my linen Mixin' it up, yeah, a chemist, uh (mix it up) Spit it like Nas, I'm the illest on me Gunna follow me Follow me (Follow me) Blessed to have a voice worth over a million dollars You ain't gon' stay rich 'til you got real products 'Round the time, I'm runnin' up a real gaffer Climbin' to the top, it 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 go crazy Gunna It's deeper than rap and this life can get crazy [Verse 1] 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 life’s changing Gunna Life changing, stocks traded (Stocks traded) Plans ragin', I'm amazin' (Woah) I done made it off my block, I'm a made man (Woah) I'm sleepin' in that rock like a caveman (Woah) I'm freelance (I'm freelance 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 trio Gunna exotic Hatin' on the kid, don't know why, I'm just tryin' hit the bank, get another deposit (Another one) Fuck all that clout, it's a motherfuckin' drought, you go broke, they ain't gon' do nothin' about it back to the moon Gunna 'cause these niggas said it, you suckin' the dick and the toes You get caught, gotta know how it go 'Cause this shit could get tricky fasho Rich enough to get put in a hole Got a crew but I been all alone