FEIGNING Gunna

[Intro: Gunna & Lil Juice]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah

[Chorus]
Make 'em bleed for the season
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (Seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (Free bands)
Above the trees, hard to breathe in (Hard to breathe in)
We spending G's for no reason, yeah (Yeah)
Better go sleep, she not leavin', yeah (Leavin')
Crib in the hills like I'm fiendin', yeah

[Verse 1]
Huh, huh, huh
'Bout a dollar, huh, huh (Woah)
Whip that Panamera, yeah
Piss in my ring, diamonds canary yellow (Ooh)
I'm sippin' codeine, I'm movin' slower than Donatello (Donatello)
I doubt that she don't let me fuck, but I swear I won't sweat her (Nah)
I'm runnin' the millions up, on God, my fam doin' better (On God)
Bein' broke didn't break us apart, got rich, we still together (Still together, we still together)
We storm the weather, you get jammed, I'll write you letters (Write you letters)
We flock of feathers (Yeah), the parasailers (Yeah)
Gave her a groove like Stella, my vocals makin' her pussy wetter (Wetter)
Bought a new Louis flannel, flowers all over my white Margielas (White Margiela)