gunna - veteran (dead presidents) lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, i do this sh+t like a veteran (veteran)
glued to the game like a reverent (reverent)
reppin’, restin’ them rubber band (rubber bands)
i talk to the plug, not no middleman (middleman)
i’m stackin’ these dead presidents (presidents)
i pour me some more medicine (medicine)
i want me some blue benjamins (benjamin)
i’m mailing the racks into the can (yeah)
[verse 1]
yeah gunna, took off like a running back (yeah)
i’m tryin’ get booked for 100 racks (100 racks)
cut the coupe black, call it thundercat (thundercat)
keep punchin’ this sh+t like a punchin’ bag (yeah)
they can’t even see where these numbers at (nah)
i had to put 200 on the dash (yeah)
watch me jump in the coupe, like a jumping jack (skrtt)
got on saint laurent jeans, i don’t need to sag (yeah)
i don’t talk to the hoes, just gimme’ the cat (cat)
i been poppin’ that sh+t, got these n+ggas mad (ha)
i put rock in some gold, no trinidad
n+gga try to steal the flow, need to give it back (give it back)
i know that when you, you went into that (nah)
you just try to get on it, you just really can’t (really)
the fallen, the honored, invented that (invented that)
we roll like a roller coaster (coaster)
i had to put it in motion (motion)
i had to keep this sh+t rollin’ (rollin’)
diamond, they blue like the ocean (ocean)
i already knew, i was chosen (chosen)
i just be grindin, staying focused (focused)
runnin’ that sh+t up, then reload it (runnin’ it)
i had to stop talking, just show em’ (show ’em)
[chorus]
yeah, i do this sh+t like a veteran (veteran)
glued to the game like a reverent (reverent)
reppin’, restin’ them rubber band (rubber bands)
i talk to the plug, not no middleman (middleman)
i’m stackin’ these dead presidents (presidents)
i pour me some more medicine (medicine)
i want me some blue benjamins (benjamin)
i’m mailing the racks into the can (yeah)
[verse 2]
i told you stop talkin, just show em’ (show ’em)
my lil’ brothers already known (know)
pick them racks up, and then blow em’ (blow em’)
if you throw this sh+t up it’s a storm (storm)
i gotcha young n+gga, they gone (they gone)
they stand on the block ’till the mon (mon)
they trappin’ the night, ’till the sun (sun)
then, go drop the money off on they own (racks)
another ten racks on a charm (racks)
gold on me, ten+thousand ones (one)
i’m poppin’ some dubarry on (on)
i’m doin’ this sh+t like a dun (dun)
imma try to make a mil, in a month (month)
i f+cked on them right as they come (come)
i’m cookin’ og in my lungs (my lungs)
i promise forever we on (we on)
you livin’, you die by the gun (gun)
i’m weightin’ that sh+t by the ton (ton)
burying that sh+t for my son (for my son)
just gettin’ started, don’t wait till i’m done (done)
i eat this sh+t up for lunch (lunch)
i got a stick, i’ma hunt (hunt)
kickin’ this sh+t like a punt (punt)
takin’ yo sh+t like the runtz (yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, i do this sh+t like a veteran (veteran)
glued to the game like a reverent (reverent)
reppin’, restin’ them rubber band (rubber bands)
i talk to the plug, not no middleman (middleman)
i’m stackin’ these dead presidents (presidents)
i pour me some more medicine (medicine)
i want me some blue benjamins (benjamin)
i’m mailing the racks into the can (yeah)
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