gunna – look lyrics
[intro]
(dy krazy)
[chorus]
that bentley didn’t come with no kick (nah)
look at my muf+ckin’ wrist, look at my muf+ckin’ b+tch
i smell it, i know i’m the sh+t
ride that phantom, just feel like we rich
glass of phantas, i pour up a six
all these percocets makin’ me itch
panamera, my hoe, let her whip
[verse 1]
i just moved from my side, i ain’t switch
that’s my brother a boogie and mitch
yeah, that bread and that b+tter, we split
n+ggas bluffin’, i’m sendin’ a hit
in the studio makin’ a hit
i’ma goat, that’s as real as a it get
got her stuck to that d+ck like a tick
i’ma send him some paper again
hope i free all my bros out the can
i’m just throwin’ this money ’cause i can
i didn’t come anywhere with a plan (nah)
tell my brother to hold up his head
know these f+ck n+ggas rather you dead
i been livin’ my life on the edge
i feel geeked up from takin’ these meds
and they want me stop takin’ these xans
i still did this sh+t with no advance
had an option, i took me a chance
now my elliott diamonds can dance
i done invested in more rubber bands
stackin’ these rolls by the grand
i’m hotter than grease out the pan (hot)
drummer, i play with them bands
[chorus]
that bentley didn’t come with no kick (nah)
look at my muf+ckin’ wrist, look at my muf+ckin’ b+tch
i smell it, i know i’m the sh+t
ride that phantom, just feel like we rich
glass of phantas, i pour up a six
all these percocets makin’ me itch
panamera, my hoe, let her whip
[verse 2]
these n+ggas ridin’ my wave, i was just ridin’ the wraith
ain’t got the time of day, feel so good, they callin’ me mase
caught my lil’ b+tch a flight to the a
let her pop her some bottles of ace
she a model, didn’t come with no waist
she ain’t swallow, i bust on her face
they been playin’ my sh+t out the state
you done finally caught up to my lane
lot of drip, that be out of your range
now these racks startin’ [?]
[?] feel like the young+gunna made
finally let the beast out the cage
all this jewelry, i still want the bape
i’ma ape, watch me drip it in bape
[chorus]
that bentley didn’t come with no kick (nah)
look at my muf+ckin’ wrist, look at my muf+ckin’ b+tch
i smell it, i know i’m the sh+t
ride that phantom, just feel like we rich
glass of phantas, i pour up a six
all these percocets makin’ me itch
panamera, my hoe, let her whip
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