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on me Gunna Colorblind, I see pink, blue and green dollars All the time, I been the one to lead, follow me Follow me (Follow me) Blessed to have a voice worth over a million dollars You ain't gon' stay rich 'til you on one tonight Gunna You niggas been hatin' way too long, yeah, yeah Too grown, I bought that-, oh Yeah That's a good one, Pete Yeah, yeah I went to AP, spent two hundred K, they sold me the frost, rainbow face They hope I conscience Gunna No, I never flipped, niggas jump ship just to go and get a check I've been a tough soul when the whole world been on my neck It done been long nights, long early mornings, I barely get rest K pop, pop cfwm Gunna Leather Moto coat, had three chains on my jeans Playin' I go loco, I'm insane 'bout this cream Hunnids I got fo-fo out the bank, crispy clean Gotta make me one stop, hold the jet, he can't leave (yeah back in the a Gunna And I'm right back in the A Smooth, I ain't leavin' no trace (Smooth) Racks on me (Racks), racks on me, fresh out the chase You got it off the display ('Splay), I got it from the runway I got it (I got turned your back Gunna Oh [Chorus] I been this fucked up, you up and leave, gave you everything you need Then you turned your back on me, you don't know Oh (Oh) Sometimes I get upset and clench my teeth, I done made it out the back at it Gunna (Yeah) And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who on Gotta go now, I can't prolong (Prolong), I'm out of space in a ozone (Ozone) In a spaceship let it float on (Float on), can't stop me bread & butter Gunna Hustled on my own, I always didn't know how to sell product Nigga ain't gave mе shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom Every nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems We are not rare occasion Gunna your boy blazin' (boy blazin') Ten million on my Amex, all this shit high maintenance Pay my lawyer, I don't wanna see no court cases (court cases) Custom-made jeans on me, you can tell the cut ain't again Gunna , I'ma be ringin' your line once again (brrt) I done been drinkin', I was just thinkin' when we gon' fuck again Her pussy leakin', I'm pullin' up, I wanna make love again She wanna- uh, pop a few, we on fukumean Gunna Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge Watch me jump right off the curb Bentley Spur fly like a bird Spin on the first and the third Solid, I'm keepin' my word Can't be my equal, I don't know what still prevail Gunna Yeah Yeah Yeah Sippin' OJ in the Cris' Model with me and she lit Black leather Vetement trench Thousands gon' go on my wrist This bitch drankin' me, she a fish They soft that they swivel, don't stick I rodeo dr Gunna and get fresh and pull up with the hoes (Yeah) Don't care 'bout no nigga been sendin' me threats, on the West, I get love from the Locs (Yeah) Let me turn back around and go back to a cell for a nigga blackjack Gunna real, that's on my life) Had to pop a pill, hop on the mic (Yeah, hop on the mic) Lot of shit to deal with but we'll be a'ight I'm a lion in the field, I ain't no mice (Lion in the field, I ain't no mice forever be mine (feat. Wizkid) Gunna Um, bring me them guns, get 'em beat up Slow it down, baby, we ain't got to rush Unless you want me to speed up Hit it like a clutch, put some speed on it, uh Open it, lick it, and spit on it You countin back to the moon Gunna , you niggas ain't seen my move They sat me down like I went outerspace, now I gotta go back to the moon Nigga right back on the shrooms Nigga geeked up like it ain't nun' to lose Two months, I'm back treesh Gunna And shorty be doin' her thing 'Cause she for the streets and still got a man (And still got a man) Ain't gotta speak, and I ain't pressed She want the D, I be like, "Ah" She wanna eat, she on a diet Only neck on a yacht Gunna (Makers) Yeah I'm gettin' neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock Bad ho' poppin' they twat, I'm gettin' this shit back on lock Rockin' some Prada high top, I'm cashin' out on a lot Turn this shit collage Gunna hide (A GOAT) Orange County, I'm at the Montage (Montage) The Lambo', the Benz, or the Dodge (Dodge) Ferrari, add to the collage (Yeah) Young player, I wanna go Gator (Go Gator) They probably be feelin' me satisfaction (feat. Asake) Gunna I'm out here on this road I'm searching for my own satisfaction I'm selling cross the globe trying to protect my soul, keep me happy Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Trapped before I lived, life's game I play my card one of wun Gunna to lose, but I'm W, due for a win Fuckin' this bitch in an orgy, I'm havin' a snow bunny, hold up her legs (legs) Far from a dummy, I see how I'm comin', don't tempt me, I'm right on the edge (don't tempt trio Gunna Wunna don't play, give no fuck what you say, I made millions because I'm melodic (Melodic) Straight from the set, used to serve on the South, I made rackies from sellin' exotic Hatin' on the kid, don't gp Gunna her passport (Uh) Money on the dashboard (Money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (Board) Strapped like a task force (Force), hit her from the back (Hit her from the back) Bitch, I'm a bad boy (Boy idk nomore Gunna [Chorus] I don't know no more, I don't know no more I can't put my finger on it, I don't know the code They was never used to money, they don't know how to ball They lookin' for me, they don't know I'm let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) Gunna Yeah, yeah Grind, applyin' pressure on the hard way Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the let that sink in Gunna head, let that sink in Have 'em chop your dread, let that sink in Ten million on the check, all I need is a pen Nigga, I barely get rest, had my patience thin You can tell by the way they dress on the the time Gunna fight I could tell you 'bout the time I could tell you 'bout the money, cars, and hoes, and the ice I could tell you 'bout the time I counted an M in a night I could tell you 'bout the time I fucked me p angels Gunna a Tsunami, yeah, like wave I bought the map (Uh), Bruce Wayne (Wayne) Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze (Smoke all the Haze) [Verse 1] I got P angels, won't stop Gunna I thought I told you time and time again, this shit won't stop I backend show by show, I'm tryna triple and double the pot Booked for at least six figures a show or more, put him on now (six figures) Hoopin bottom Gunna different way you was raised up Ain't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts Talkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust I can have them boys leakin' out red stuff Niggas saweetie (Sweet) Never could be me