[Gunna & Future]
Yeah
(Wheezy outta here)
[Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clip
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Phipps
You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill
[G Herbo]
My niggas ready, can't wait 'til you slip
Lay where you stay, they gon' wait 'til you dip
Run up an 80 and go take a trip
I'm in the A, Gunna pull up at Phipps
Might hit the strip club and spend a lil' grip
Snuck in this bitch with like eight in the clip
My Glock tiny so I call it Tip
Throwin' up B's, but my pockets on Crip
Tell the bank I want the hundreds with strips
Told that bitch I don't wanna hear nothin', just strip
Ain't tryna fuck, don't want nothin' but the lip
Dip, get out my brib
I was in the hood on my way to the block
Hopin' they don't slide an hour before I get there
I had to walk with that lil' 25
And I've been paranoid, I'ma blow if I'm scared
Years went by, but I'm still shell shocked
I just got a 49, I'ma blow if I'm scared
Hollow knock out your hair, G-Fazo wearer
Balenci-er, got couple pair-er
Take your bitch up off the Perc', I repair her
Told her to lease, I'ma ride Panamera
A team, been whippin' Benzes, S5s
Hop out the house with my hat to the left side
He comin' through this bitch wrong
K cock his head to the right like it's shit to the West side
I'll start that cap, it's for Cap and free Left Eye
Bitch, I'm in my Biggie bag like Bed-Stuy
[Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clips
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill
[Gunna]
Yuh, pull up on Herbo, we coppin' this drip
VVS diamond my neck and my ear
Let these lil' niggas know that I can hear
Police want my prints like I'm walkin' through clear
Like magic, I'm makin' these dollars appear
Went through so much shit, I can't drop no more tears
In love with this money, don't care how you feel
Uh, uh, uh, uh, that bitch keep tellin' me I need to chill
Niggas be talkin' too much, I can tell
She ride that dick like a Cadillac DeVille
I love the sound when I crack off a seal
Gave her 500 to clean off my nails
Yeah, you know real always fuck with the real
And these fake pussy niggas feel the shells
[Gunna]
Big body whips, extended clips
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
We hit the trap, make a bird appear
When you a boss, you deserve a share
Came out the hood, we was trained to kill (Trained to kill)
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