Drippin’ Gunna

[Intro]
Yeah
Young Gunna
Young, ooh
(Boy)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I pour a four in the Sprite (Sprite)
Gunna control the hype (-trol the hype)
No gay shit, my clothes is tight (My clothes is tight)
I ride like a motorbike (Motorbike)
Moonwalk on my soul like Mike (Like Mike)
I'm fuckin' your ho tonight (Tonight)
Yeezy Boots on, I might take a hike (I might take a hike)
Your shit trash, I don't see why you pipe (Yeah)
Off a gamble, I roll the dice (I roll the dice)
I know scammers that's known to swipe (Known to swipe)
Keep a hammer, I know you ain't right (I know you ain't right)
VVS's like frozen ice (Ice)
Yeah, I know but I still take advice (I still take advice)
Need to free all my bros off of rice (Rice)
Heard them crackers tryna play with your life (Play with your life)
Get that dollar and don't drop a dime (Nah)
That's why they pinning cases (Pinning cases)
Fuck it, it feel like we made it (Fuck it)
Had a bucket now it's a Mercedes (Bucket)
It's Young Gunna the motherfuckin' latest (The latest)
Ain't no cash shit, I came out the shady (The shady)
But I walk anywhere on this pavement (This pavement)
Rap don't work, then I'm back to the basics (Back)
I ain't racist, I fuck on all races (Yeah)
But I see you going places (Going places)
Hop in that 'Rari and race it (Skrrt)
That's Calamari, I taste it (I taste it)
I'm at the Aria in Vegas (In Vegas)
I keep it so real, I can't fake it (Can't fake it)
I been sippin' that lean, got me lazy (Got me lazy)
I might stroke on it raw, have a baby (Yeah)
Nigga I shoot the AR like a Haitian (Grrat)