GUNNA Lyrics

(Fuck the other shit we got Milo on the beat)

Uh

Aye, do you really love me?

If you ever need me call and i'm coming in a hurry

A lotta shit up on my mind but i'm good don't worry

When i don't feel alive i might go pop a five D Murray

All about some chicken and my stick hold Curry

If they on funny shit my brother up a Mac like Bernie

I know shit ain't hard but it ain't easy gotta earn it

Young nigga yeah i took a lotta L's but i'm learning

Uh, Aye

I gotta stay up out the way and stack pape

Way before i was splurgin'

Keep heat niggas think it's sweet all them bridges burnin'

They went left when i told them right

Why them niggas turning?

You chose this life you wanna tote a pipe

So why you getting nervous?

It makes sense to keep a 50 in my city like Curtis

You da typa nigga pour a line of green you a tortoise

I just poured a deuce of wock in my pop now i'm snoring

I be high as fuck

Ain't no one i trust

But my guns i be noided

Tell them niggas come an get they bitch she annoying

I get the head an then i block her

Like i didn't enjoy it (Uh)

Brody got a drac he tryna hit em in the morning

My other brother keep a K because the city gets Stormi

Nigga thinking with his dick end up spraying where he horny

I'm tryna see the views i might take a cruise like

(Uh)

I know i can make it gotta move right

A nigga tried me one time so i ride around with two pipes

Glock 18 so i guess that's like two nines

I was 18 with 18 sittin' poolside

I ain't Scoob but they treat me like the bad guy

One time i told two lies

How it take two years for you to hit it took two nights

Put a scope on the weapon gotta focus i can't lose sight

Ima spend the green and the pinks, get the blues tied

(Uh, yeah yeah)

Everytime a nigga hit the scene tell your boo "hide"

Neighbors tell me turn it down

I'm smokin loud i get too high

(Uh, no no)

Disappointed that you rockin with a bitch i heard dude cried

Disappointed that you rockin with a snitch i heard dude whine

It's important you gon show me who you is when you choose sides

(Uh, yop cmon)

It's almost 5am i'm in the stu until the sun up

He got loose screws he a fool if he run up

I only put in 80 but the tool hold a hunnit

All i know is keep it cool and hold my guard up Pop Warner

You was tellin as a kid swear to God you Pop Hunna

Out in Vegas i was pourin' 4s up like Stunna

Hit her once, act like i don't know the bitch like Gunna