Way Up Gunna

[Intro]
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey

[Chorus]
I was down now I'm way up
Rollie crown, not a mayors
I can't lounge, gotta stay up
Shop around on Rodeo, huh
I can't love her I'm a player
I'm the one, the only slayer
Want some money, gotta pay us
I can get it let me tell ya, huh
Major league, all them basic bitches, I don't need
Coupe spacious, yeah my knees breathe
She suck it clean and she a neat freak
Lambo' crawlin' like a centipede
Only pretty women give me energy
I'ma take my talent to the Philippines
Told my bro I got him 'til infinity

[Verse]
Bro I got you 'til infinity
Queso, cheddar, we got plenty cheese
Freezin' weather never get to me
Super cozy with chinchilla sleeves
She loyal so I bought her Birkin B
Crocodile, it cost me thirty G
I might take her on a Birkin spree
Need a job, then come and work for me
We was high and popped a perc a piece
You disrespect, it'd be a murkin' season
Play with Gunna, it'd be a tragedy
I stopped taking people for no reason
Shit was locked, I got the master key
Got a bag and bought some Lamborghinis
Fifteen thousand on some rose martini
Give thirty thousand with the [?]