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gunna - six’s lyrics

banks
lexy banks, doggone
hold up
where the sh+t now
og oe is the clique now
y’all p+ssy n+ggas better sit down ’fore the chopper let loose and make a big sound
okay, if you talking money, yeah, we got a pile
got a couple thousand on me right now
uh, i was sitting back, countin’ money, chilling
you n+ggas is fools, swear to god, you finished
okay, gunna, how you feelin’
feelin’ like a milli’, countin’ up a milli’

junkies better ready, set, or telly
still sellin’ pounds of the celly
on the run like bugs off of jelly
all these golden cuban links feelin’ heavy
it’s gunna gun, b+tch, i got flavor
i could’ve f+cked your b+tch, but i’d rather get paper
i just got a new glock with a beam and a laser
it’s just me and nechie nechie, that’s my motherf+cking neighbor, lil’ n+gga
i’m live from the motherf+cking 6
better known as the motherf+cking trenches

i’m a south side n+gga, that’s where i be at
little known but we roam in the streets
i’m live from the motherf+cking 6
better known as the motherf+cking trenches
i’m a south side n+gga, that’s where i be at
little known but we roam in the streets
hold up, don’t be playing with your life, boy
i can have you gone by tonight, boy
i can make a hundred in a night, boy
my block hot but my neck full of ice, boy
standing in the trap, let loose with this spice, boy
amg benz, it’s a trap toy
balmain with a pocket full of white boys
y’all lame, y’all n+ggas making no noise
lexy banks, doggone
got the percs, i shut your ass down now
banks
lexy banks, doggone

- gunna lyrics

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