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what they thinking Gunna I don't know what these niggas thinking I don't know what these bitches want I ain't playin' games No, I ain't goin' at all this a Plain Jane It's a Role', oh Board a private plane And we takin' off Gunna i was just thinking Gunna Chorus] Oh Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh [Verse 1] I was just thinkin' 'bout the times I was hard-headed Thought it was right all along, I was misled All this weight on my back feelin' so heavy These boys claim they time reveals, be careful what you wish for Gunna a heart you were given They thought you'd be done by now But you better go your way, go your way Press on my jeans, small tee from Chrome Hearty Chains on my belt, I'm rockstar without the Harley I feel go crazy Gunna Off the porch and didn't know where to go (Where to go) Cross the street with my dawg, yeah, the woe' (The woe') Being me made it harder to grow Still went up, got my feet off the floor (Off the floor) Gunna 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 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 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 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 back to the moon Gunna If you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do Think he the one, but he really the two Better get low when I hit at your crew I'm sendin' the cleaners through I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over rare occasion Gunna All these niggas fake, they got too many faces Wunna I'm pullin' up, then it's a rare occasion (rare occasion) Fans say I'm amazin', all my shit be wavy (shit be wavy) On one, got it on fire, he'll set sakpase Gunna out of their way And still all in their face, this shit really gon' age (really gon' age) Open the yacht, it remind me of a Wraith Bought the Maybach in May, I got millions to make (yeah) Do you know what cfwm Gunna Yeah They can't fuck with me, I shake the ground when I speak Copped the new Ferrari, they see flames when I speed Went straight to the source, ain't no man in between G6 is for us, and my main needs Celine club house Gunna (That's a good one, P) Pay these bitches in clout, bitches love clout (Love clout) Niggas keep runnin' they mouth, Clubhouse (Clubhouse) Stack my cash 'til it sprout, I'm tryna hold out (Hold out) Treatin born rich Gunna hurts your pockets Live life, pay when you move, it feel like Monopoly, yeah [Pre-Chorus] And we goin' rich You fuck with me, your baby gon' be born rich You fuck with me, get a son of a don, bitch Do what alright Gunna alright This money and the fame brought me pain and it changed But I know we be alright (But I hope we be alright, be alright) A lot of people changed, it won't ever be the same But it's gon' be alright They on me Gunna a million dollars You ain't gon' stay rich 'til you got real products 'Round the time, I'm runnin' up a real gaffer Climbin' to the top, it been too many ladders These losses startin' to help me see what turned your back Gunna Oh (Oh) [Verse 1] I get back on the road, this time, ain't pressin' the brakes How dare you fix your lips with me, you don’t know what it take I'm out here on my own, they throwin' stones every day My prototype Gunna Call it what you want I just want some earrings I don't know your name Money long On my way to take her home She live up in the trey I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space Satellite, uh, out of showed em Gunna be worse) Yeah-ah, it could always be worse And I promised I'd do good, but I can never be perfect (never be perfect) Made it out the hood, I can buy crocodile Birkin Thought I could rap good, but now they HIM ALL ALONG Gunna I plant the seed, give it water to grow (For my team) Half a million euros in a third-world country, I travel the coast (Travelin', yeah) Always said that I wanted, young Wunna done done it, I do what collage Gunna Yeah Yeah We just keep goin', man, we don't keep, we don't stop, we just, just keep pushin', man I float like a ghost when I ride (Float) Still on it, they hope I retire ('Tire) No boast, this ain't no whatsapp (wassam) Gunna They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp) Hope ain't nobody to cuss at (nah) Shit changed but it still get pushed back (pushed back) I drop, make these lil' niggas push back (push) I count up, podcast Gunna Uh, back up on my feet, I was down bad (Explosivo, down bad) Uh, I done turned these niggas to a podcast (Podcast) Uh, they can hear the Bentley when I drive past (Skrrt-skrrt) Let them take a picture, ca$h $hit Gunna (X-Plosive) Uh Now you niggas know I talk nothin' but cash shit, know what I mean? Know what I mean? 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 i can't feel my face (feat. Nechie) Gunna Mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm (I can't feel my face) Mhm, mhm, mm Mhm, mhm, mhm Still trim Tailor pants, they all him Audemars wrist, they know it's him I'll probably win an award (mhm) Coupe with suicide doors (mhm biting my game Gunna talent to Turks on the villa I see your bitch in the DM, I'm a dealer (dealer) I used to bag 'em up and vacuum seal 'em She wanna bust down the skittle Wunna a dog out the kennel Niggas always talkin', they hakuna matata Gunna Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta, young Gunna worth millions of dollars (Millions of dollars) I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model, she made a few M's off a followin' (Yeah) Young Wunna life’s changing Gunna like a caveman (Woah) I ain't greedy, but I need it (But I need it) Can't believe it, I'm conceited (I'm conceited) Gonna hustle every day, then I repeat it (I repeat it, woah) Every song I dropped, they endless Gunna I would hate to be on the other side Oh my God, what the fuck? Ah, why these niggas wanna envy me?