gunna – bless lyrics
[intro]
run that back turbo
yeah, gelato buzz, n+gga we… (playmakers)
we smoking this sh+t nonstop, consistently
ha, yeah, racks
uh, mhm
[chorus]
my b+tch got chanel bags, i spoil her
whippin a two door benz with a spoiler
redbone rocking rolex water
flexed on ’em, no finger a quarter
thumb through the check, keep the business in order
my b+tch got some ass and some tits, get me h+rny
she wanna get rich and that sh+t make me want her
my b+tch just like me, we addicted to hunnids (addicted to hunnids)
hunt you a bag whenever you want it (whеnever you want it)
run to the bеd, we f+ck on this money (f+ck on this money)
my b+tch a stallion, f+ck her every morning (stallion)
suck it off, give me some kids (suck it up)
we ain’t gotta worry bout going to [?]
she swallow but all my kids on her tummy
[verse]
when i take off on the jet, land in london
i cannot stop, this money keep on comin’
put the banana in her mouth, she a monkey
drippin’ since a youngin’, never been bummy
spend it all cause n+gga never had nuthin’
like a wife, n+gga sleep with that money
she my hoe but i f+ck on her buddy
up early, n+gga sippin’ that muddy
foreign stitching on my jean, gotta cut it
the sh+t you doing we already done done it
givenchy stars, got the shirt with the b+ttons
you n+ggas b+tches, groupie all of the sudden
twenty thousand ones, throw it in [?]
i’m the drip god, i’m being honest
you n+ggas disrespect, i promise we coming
my b+tch is just like me, in love with the money
[chorus]
my b+tch got chanel bags, i spoil her
whippin a two door benz with a spoiler
redbone rocking rolex water
flexed on ’em, no finger a quarter
thumb through the check, keep the business in order
my b+tch got some ass and some tits, get me h+rny
she wanna get rich and that sh+t make me want her
my b+tch just like me, we addicted to hunnids (addicted to hunnids)
hunt you a bag whenever you want it (whenever you want it)
run to the bed, we f+ck on this money (f+ck on this money)
my b+tch a stallion, f+ck her every morning (stallion)
suck it off, give me some kids (suck it up)
we ain’t gotta worry bout going to [?]
she swallow but all my kids on her tummy
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