| Yeah
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| Margiella on a nigga’s shit, I’m rich nigga
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| Me and Wheezy, we the wave
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| Forgiato lip, blow a kiss (blow a kiss, mwah)
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| Margiella, order shrimp and grits (shrimp and grits, yeah)
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| My new condiminum is dressed (it's dressed, yeah)
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| Icy VVS’s and Piguets (ice, ice, Piguets)
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| I’ma get them commas and invest (and invest, yeah)
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| Diamonds, yeah I’m mister don’t play chess (I don’t play chess, no)
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| I’m the one that’s gon' protect my flesh (protect my flesh)
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| These hundreds help young Gunna worry less (worry less, yeah)
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| I got hundreds on my membrane
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| Margiella jacket with some gold saint
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| Sip me some more syrup, I got oil paintings
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| Ropes around my neck, rose at PF Changs
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| I can see the sky, panoramic view
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| Trappin' since a child, I want every shoe
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| Niggas tote a gun and don’t ever shoot
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| Maybach seat massage, I’m my own massuese
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| Couple pointers and some VVS too
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| I sip Actavis and I sip red too
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| If we both get caught then I can’t tell on you
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| Next time see that fuckboy’s face was Channel 2
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| Pulled up on the block to make some blood shed
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| Clique can pick a day to lay inside your duffel bag
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| I’m cashin', callin' shots, I’m gon' be jefe
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| Addicted to codeine, I hope I’m healthy
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| Forgiato lip, blow a kiss (blow a kiss, mwah)
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| Margiella, order shrimp and grits (shrimp and grits, yeah)
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| My new condiminum is dressed (it's dressed, yeah)
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| Icy VVS’s and Piguets (ice, ice, Piguets)
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| I’ma get them commas and invest (and invest, yeah)
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| Diamonds, yeah I’m mister don’t play chess (I don’t play chess, no)
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| I’m the one that’s gon' protect my flesh (protect my flesh)
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| These hundreds help young Gunna worry less (worry less, yeah)
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| Blue hundreds on my membrane
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| You can’t catch the style, nigga the time changed
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| All my ballin', 'bout five eight
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| Whips two hundred and up, yeah the fast way
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| I can count the racks like a cashier
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| Swear this Helmut Lang, yeah this cashmere
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| Camera in my front, camera in my rear
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| Shoppin' in my near, sippin' on the Lear
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| Tokyo Japan, they pay me two a piece
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| These joggers cost a band, I walk expensive gear
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| Chasing M&M's, she freaky just like Kim
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| The bitch just listen here, I might be Mister Drip
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| Forgiato lip, blow a kiss (blow a kiss, mwah)
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| Margiella, order shrimp and grits (shrimp and grits, yeah)
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| My new condiminum is dressed (it's dressed, yeah)
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| Icy VVS’s and Piguets (ice, ice, Piguets)
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| I’ma get them commas and invest (and invest, yeah)
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| Diamonds, yeah I’m mister don’t play chess (I don’t play chess, no)
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| I’m the one that’s gon' protect my flesh (protect my flesh)
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| These hundreds help young Gunna worry less (worry less, yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Invest , by - Gunna. Song from the album Drip or Drown, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп