[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Young Gunna nigga
(Wheezy beats)
Uh, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Brand new VVS’s and I stay the freshest
On a jet with my luggage, playin' checkers (Louie V, yeah)
That Patek fully loaded cost a gaffle (It cost a grip)
In a foreign doin' two hundred, you can’t catch up
[?] foreigns shake that ass in staletto (Shake that ass)
Countin' cash, put them bands on a shuttle (Play with bands)
I got pointers in my bezel, look like pebbles (Look like pebbles)
Throw some [?] up, they gon' fuckin' run that check up (Throw some [?])
[Verse 1]
Count a ten, I can spend, I won’t miss it (I won’t miss it)
F and N in my hand, it’s extеnded
Got some cash in the bag, my palms itchin'
I’m rockin' Fеndi, rags to riches
My car not rented, I’m so committed (Commited)
Put a hundred bands all through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run them racks up, stack ‘em to the ceilin’, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cop that brand new four door plus my Bentley
Plus my Bentley, yeah
Pull up, I’m spazzin’ (Spazzin’)
I got the drip with the fashion (Drip)
I do this shit with a passion (Passion)
Told her I'ma do it, no askin’
I wrap the bales in the plastic (Plastic)
I hid the safe in the attic (Attic)
I put them racks in the mattress (Mattress)
I put them racks in the pantry (Yeah)
I ride away, no Titanic
I know these bitches can’t stand it
I hope the lil' bitch don’t panic
I'ma gon' pull down her panties
I’m leanin', I’m geeked on the Xannie (Xan)
These bitches gon' eat it like candy (Candy)
I got me a show out in Kansas (Kansas)
I need me a million to manage (Manage)
Yeah, yeah, Young Gunna nigga
(Wheezy beats)
Uh, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Brand new VVS’s and I stay the freshest
On a jet with my luggage, playin' checkers (Louie V, yeah)
That Patek fully loaded cost a gaffle (It cost a grip)
In a foreign doin' two hundred, you can’t catch up
[?] foreigns shake that ass in staletto (Shake that ass)
Countin' cash, put them bands on a shuttle (Play with bands)
I got pointers in my bezel, look like pebbles (Look like pebbles)
Throw some [?] up, they gon' fuckin' run that check up (Throw some [?])
[Verse 1]
Count a ten, I can spend, I won’t miss it (I won’t miss it)
F and N in my hand, it’s extеnded
Got some cash in the bag, my palms itchin'
I’m rockin' Fеndi, rags to riches
My car not rented, I’m so committed (Commited)
Put a hundred bands all through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run them racks up, stack ‘em to the ceilin’, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cop that brand new four door plus my Bentley
Plus my Bentley, yeah
Pull up, I’m spazzin’ (Spazzin’)
I got the drip with the fashion (Drip)
I do this shit with a passion (Passion)
Told her I'ma do it, no askin’
I wrap the bales in the plastic (Plastic)
I hid the safe in the attic (Attic)
I put them racks in the mattress (Mattress)
I put them racks in the pantry (Yeah)
I ride away, no Titanic
I know these bitches can’t stand it
I hope the lil' bitch don’t panic
I'ma gon' pull down her panties
I’m leanin', I’m geeked on the Xannie (Xan)
These bitches gon' eat it like candy (Candy)
I got me a show out in Kansas (Kansas)
I need me a million to manage (Manage)
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