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gunna - sold out dates lyrics

[intro: gunna]
yeah, yeah
young, young, young gunna, yeah
run that back, turbo
baby

[chorus: gunna]
sold out dates, cash every day
i got you hermés, i light up blu-rays
this cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
addicted to s-x, i gotta get laid
my jacket off-white, don’t mean that it’s beige
i clean up real nice, i don’t got a maid
an ape in the night, i’m still rockin’ bape
live on paradise, i don’t see the shade

[verse 1: gunna]
‘nother backend, i’m back on the road
flooded patek, paid off a show
drippin’ is rare, more this vlone
hoes by the pair, i’m never alone
sleep on the lear, comme des garçons
drop eight in a two and let it dissolve
balmain my denim, young gun wanna ball
rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog
my foreign’s a toy, i’m still a kid
10k this year for coach-lla, it’s lit
bro got umbrellas to cover her wig
open ceremony, left them in a trench
lightning bolt diamonds ’cause i want revenge
we straight like a line, man, i really got rich
some more fancy yellow diamonds in my p-ss
don’t get it confused, i’m still bangin’ the six
new cartier, gunna a don
n-ggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge
hatred’s contagious, i keep me a gun
i’m focused on makin’ a m in a month
baby order twenty thousand in ones
walk in and buy, i’m not asking how much
red on the bottom, you need to catch up
consistently droppin’, i need me a dub

[verse 2: lil baby]
me and young gunna back at it again
we just left new york, double datin’ with twins
i just bought a wraith, i retired the benz
i fired my b-tch and i hired her friend
i see all the hate through these cartier lens
every two months tryna put up an m
my dog caught a body, they got it on film
he still rockin’ gucci watches in the pen
take a trip ’round the globe then we do it again
got ’em watchin’ my drip, guess i’m settin’ the trend
louis backpack, hit the jet and i’m gone
i don’t post what i do ’cause these n-ggas be clones
see these diamonds they hittin’, these vvs stones
got a championship ring, i just brought it home
fn is plastic, them bullets like pellets
this givenchy jacket, this ain’t pelle pelle
sold out dates, you know i don’t play
the last eight months straight, got no time for breaks
on they neck ’til it breaks, ain’t pushin’ no brakes
i got on two watches, i still come in late
it feel like my birthday, i’m gettin’ this cake
i pop like i got it, i’m holdin’ my weight
i control the projects, i’m pushin’ this weight
i’m sippin’ this sizzurp, i poured me an eight

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