idk that *** Lyrics – Gunna
Taurus
Run that back Turbo
[Gunna:]
How the hell you love that ***?
You don’t know that *** (How?)
That’s like havin’ set prices on a dummy brick (Foe)
You get good *** once and then start cuffing it (Foe)
I still been in my bag, I’m just on other *** (On other ***)
New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch)
My stats are really rich, I’m in that Cullinan (Rolls)
She told me she takin’ a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in)
The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom)
Eliantte keep puttin’ karats in my pinky ring (Karats)
Woke up, feel like Malcolm X, we *** by any means (*** by any means)
Young GunnWunna stay fresh, fresh like Listerine (Fresh)
I’m givin’ her back to the streets, I got plenty of these (I got plenty of those)
She a nasty freak, she came from New Orleans (New Orleans)
Damn, I woke up sick, forgot to pour my lean (Pour it)
You *** things, you want a queen, can’t hurt a king (Can’t hurt a king)
The lemon squeeze, can’t get between or intervene (Or intervene)
How the hell you love that ***?
You don’t know that *** (How?)
It’s like havin’ set prices on a dummy brick (Foe)
You get good *** once and then start cuffing it (Foe)
I still been in my bag, I’m just on other *** (On other ***)
New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch)
My stats are really rich, I’m in that Cullinan (Rolls)
She told me she takin’ a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in)
The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom)
My cousin’ down the road, he call on Alamo (On Alamo)
Pay backend up, I do my show, it’s time to go (Time to go)
Now hit a joke, you hit a post, I don’t care to post (I don’t care to post)
Got both them hoes, they lick me like an envelope (Like an envelope)
I was at the all-star game in Chicago (Chicago)
Came through the side door, I was with my side ho (Was with my side ho)
Call G Herbo and Durkio, yeah, Smurkio (Shmurkio)
Smoke biscotti and gelato, this ain’t busted though (Run that back Turbo, busted though)
How the hell you love that ***?
You don’t know that *** (How?)
That’s like havin’ set prices on a dummy brick (Foe)
You eat that *** once and then start cuffing it (Foe)
I still been in my bag, I’m just on other *** (On other ***)
[G Herbo:]
G Herbo rich as ***, but I want a hundred M’s
Crib in the hills, straight up out the field, drillin with a *** in hand
Just was in a Lamb’, but I pulled on Gunna my twin in that Cullinan
It’s a pandemic, but I’m runnin’ out of rubber bands
Cuban link, three hundred grams
Hatin’ on me, I understand, 150 still love the fans
150 in that new coupe, on the E-Way, I’m like *** the trends
Amiri got too much pants, they don’t *** with three hundred grams
Fronted that much to my mans, ‘lil ho I got rich friends
Folks said he like Rich Porter, I can’t go like Killa Cam
Wipe that *** nose ’cause I’m with slime nem
He was ‘posed to been there ‘fore he dissed us, they can’t find him
Lovin’ like you discovered her, we just missed the ***
Remind him, clown him
[Gunna:]
How the hell you love that ***?
You don’t know that *** (How?)
That’s like havin’ set prices on a dummy brick (Foe)
You eat that *** once and then start cuffing it (Foe)
I still been in my bag, I’m just on other *** (On other ***)
New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch)
My stats are really rich, I’m in that Cullinan (Rolls)
She told me she takin’ a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in)
The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom)