gunna - stocks lyrics
[chorus]
i don’t like cops (nah)
i got paid off stocks (yeah)
two hundred for my watch (two hundred)
keep cashin’ in safe spot (yeah)
my jacket came from fox (fox)
tote me a glock, don’t get shoted (yeah)
done slide that birkin stuff (slide)
her hermès [?] (yeah)
b+tch got a birkin bag, yeah, it’s alligator (ski)
my coupe is [?] class, we all havin’ paper
money on me, i pull up on cash (cake), kick it with label
hatin’ on me, why that n+gga so mad? (mad)
he wanted a [?] (yeah)
[verse]
(yeah), rolls royce cullinan (yeah), it’s a chocolate (choco)
with the flight she by the line, we on an island (island)
my b+tch ’bout a ten (ten), booty suck, can’t fit in my hands
you cool as a fan (fan), as a nеw sedan (sedan)
[?] stack thesе rubber bands (stack)
[?] match my [?] pants, fly like peter pan (fly)
statement high like [?]
’bout to feed the block again
maybach truck, pull up, get in, hated by so many men
they say i’m lay this man, had to ménage [?] twins
pop my sh+t on accident, laughin’ got a better beat
i don’t like no ass within, [?] peach
get this new [?], new margiela, rock all kinds of drip
spot dtla, [?] this my lowkey crib
mirrors in la, pull up on [?]
turn ’em up in a day, now that’s my bae, she don’t get me [?]
[chorus]
i don’t like cops (nah)
i got paid off stocks (yeah)
two hundred for my watch (two hundred)
keep cashin’ in safe spot (yeah)
my jacket came from fox (fox)
tote me a glock, don’t get shoted (yeah)
done slide that birkin stuff (slide)
her hermès [?] (yeah)
b+tch got a birkin bag, yeah, it’s alligator (ski)
my coupe is [?] class, we all havin’ paper
money on me, i pull up on cash (cake), kick it with label
hatin’ on me, why that n+gga so mad? (mad)
he wanted a [?] (yeah)
[open verse]
[chorus]
i don’t like cops (nah)
i got paid off stocks (yeah)
two hundred for my watch (two hundred)
keep cashin’ in safe spot (yeah)
my jacket came from fox (fox)
tote me a glock, don’t get shoted (yeah)
done slide that birkin stuff (slide)
her hermès [?] (yeah)
b+tch got a birkin bag, yeah, it’s alligator (ski)
my coupe is [?] class, we all havin’ paper
money on me, i pull up on cash (cake), kick it with label
hatin’ on me, why that n+gga so mad? (mad)
he wanted a [?] (yeah)
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