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Gunna - rodeo dr (en) Lyrics
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And I'm right back on Rodeo
Still got some boys on the payroll
You niggas still sippin' Karo (Yeah)
She with a P in LA at the condo, we
'bout to eat Maggiano's (Yeah)
Helpin' the P out, so bring me
them narcos, thinkin' I should
take the Bronco (Yeah)
OJ (Yeah), gotta go get it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apollo, inside
my body is hollow (Yeah)
Count up them racks, get your folks
out the ghetto, you know that
was always the motto (Yeah)
If a nigga wan' talk out the
side of his neck, I just let
his BM come and swallow
Told my lil' brother we pullin'
up spankin' these niggas
that thinkin' we hoes
Don't do no explainin', don't
know what you thinkin', but you
help a young nigga grow
You add up thе ten rings on both
of my fingers, I paid like
six hundrеd or more (Yeah)
Gave out so many bands and bought
so many bangers, you ask
and the real niggas know
I been puttin' that shit on, showin'
these boys how to dress and get fresh
and pull up with the hoes (Yeah)
Don't care 'bout no nigga been sendin'
me threats, on the West, I
get love from the Locs (Yeah)
Let me turn back around and go
back to a cell for a nigga
with internet jokes (Yeah)
Fuck this shit, I'm still doin' it
for Jeff and Lil Keed and you know
it's R.I.P. to the Pope (Yeah)
And my heart covered in Chrome, damn,
they just now rockin' Chrome
Gunna back up early morn', bad bitches
passin' me robes (Yeah)
Half you lil' spenders been
doin' it wrong, I never
talk on the phone (Nah)
He a clout chaser, they wanna
be known, mad that we didn't
put 'em on (Yeah)
You pick the fight, ain't no way
you can run from it, nigga,
'cause we goin' at it (Yeah)
I know some niggas locked up in
the dungeon that say they feel
me like a fabric (Yeah)
I know you heard I been pullin'
up pressin' these niggas who
claimin' I ratted (Yeah)
And been all on the yacht with my
motherfuckin' shirt off, look at
it, my whole body tatted (Yeah)
Got the T-rex automatic
No, I ain't signed to Atlantic (Nah)
Bulletproof truck and
it's matted (Yeah)
Ain't takin' shit else
for granted (Nah)
All this shit cost, it ain't nothin'
for free in this shit, so,
yeah, I gotta have it (Yeah)
Yeah, it's the young Gunna Wunna,
and I'm still the big P and
a star like Dallas (Yeah)
Back on the Addy
One of my diamonds a Patek (Yeah)
I got these niggas the maddest
I'm dressin' up like a salad (Yeah)
I sent his— (Yeah)
I sent his BM the addy
She done pulled up with no panties
In my Los Angeles palace (Yeah)
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