GIMMICK Gunna

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
This ain't no motherfuckin' gimmick (Gimmick)
Win or lose, this ain't no scrimmage (Win or lose)
Balmain my shoes and my fitted (Damn)
Damn you fuckboys and you critics (Critics)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (Jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (Skrrt)
Load it up, hit the block, spin it (Spin it)
Loyal to my dawgs, we committed (Committed)

[Verse 1]
Yeah (Uh)
I told you none of my shit rented (No)
They use the lingo I invented (Yeah)
In this G6, boosted my adrenaline (My adrenaline)
High fashion, feel like fly shit I'm chillin' in (Fly)
My dawg down the road might have to kill again (Kill)
Swear the finest hoes come out for Benjamins (Fine)
We some dinosaurs, who think you bigger than? (Who think you bigger than?)
This chain cost a quarter milli' (Uh)
Condo sixty floors up, you can see the city (High)
When the bitch let me fuck, she hate to admit it (Uh)
Her shit wet when she bust, my shit sticky, sticky (My shit sticky, sticky)
Yeah, I dig it, dig it (Dig it, dig it)
Wanna bring your friend too, yeah, I'm with it, with it (I'm with it, with it)
Nut inside, look like glue in your pretty kitty (Uh)
My next signed deal, I'm spendin' a ticket, ticket (Ticket, ticket)