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gunna - leech lyrics

[intro]
hmm
hmm, hmm

[chorus]
i can make a check in my sleep (my sleep)
i stay in my lane like a street (street)
only want the range for a week (for a week)
it’s twenty bands for the seats (hey)
commas going on my receipts (my receipts)
i feel like a dog, i can eat (hey)
i done took the doors off a jeep (hey)
i don’t play with my nose but i’m geeked (geeked)

[verse 1]
i know i was poor, but i took some hoes to the beach (the beach)
i know i never owed ya
asking me for money, you a leech (you a leech)
wunna running cold, yeah, on this motherf+ckin’ beat (on the beat)
i know you see the pole, stars, seven different shows for a week (for a week)
i’m sure you n+ggas know, (luh) that’ll getchu buried six feet (six feet)
i think you n+gga’s so tough, till you really see me in the street (in the street)
i went and got my own buss down
clothes never cheap (never cheap)
i know a n+gga going, bout’ and went gold off a leak
[chorus]
i can make a check in my sleep (my sleep)
i stay in my lane like a street (street)
only want the range for a week (for a week)
it’s twenty bands for the seats (hey)
commas going on my receipts (my receipts)
i feel like a dog, i can eat (hey)
i done took the doors off a jeep (hey)
i don’t play with my nose but i’m geeked (geeked)

[verse 2]
i need twenty more for the greek (greek)
i ain’t never told let’s be brief (let’s be brief)
i’m looking on the stove, where the beef (where the beef?)
she painted all her toes, just for me (just for me)
presidential gold (gold)
rose gold rose, i’ma beast (beast)
patek two tone (two tone)
mink slippers warming up my feet (feet)
i know i was poor
stop, before i pop a n+gga in the three (in the three)
i made it out the jungle, n+ggas still dying in the p (in the p)
my family used to struggle, now they spending money like me (like me)
my drip a’ leave a puddle, i’ma keep designer on my feet

[chorus]
i can make a check in my sleep (my sleep)
i stay in my lane like a street (street)
only want the range for a week (for a week)
it’s twenty bands for the seats (hey)
commas going on my receipts (my receipts)
i feel like a dog, i can eat (hey)
i done took the doors off a jeep (hey)
i don’t play with my nose but i’m geeked (geeked)

- gunna lyrics

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