Made Men Gunna (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

[Intro]
(BasedKash on the beat)

[Chorus: Gunna]
Livin' in this life of sin, I don’t know when it could end
I’m just tryna' dodge the pin, rollin' in that four door Benz
Sold that dope to pay my rent, hit that dope, that help me win
Count that cash for ages, all my niggas made-men
All my niggas made-, all my niggas made-men
All my niggas made-, all my niggas made-men
All my niggas made-, all my niggas amazin'
Always sweep the-, uh, [?] this shit, we paid

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Yeah, cop some new red bottoms
Gotta 'lotta snakes my collar
'Boutta go fuck me a model
A lot of mo' money, no problems
Whatchu' gon' do for a dollar?
Who gon' get shot wit' no sorrow
Get your shit popped like a bottle
I went to the top from the bottom
I’m drippin', I know that I got 'em
I flip back the coupe, color autumn
I cut off the roof when I bought it
I ice out the [?] for the [?]
I might make it drip in the [?]
I’m blowin' on Cookie, it potent
I told you, young Gunna was chosen