Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sold Out Dates, artist - Gunna.
Date of issue: 15.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sold Out Dates |
Yeah, yeah |
Young, young, young Gunna, yeah |
Run that back, Turbo |
Baby |
Sold-out dates, cash every day |
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays |
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage |
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid |
My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige |
I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid |
An ape in the night, I’m still rockin' Bape |
Live on paradise, I don’t see the shade |
'Nother backend, I’m back on the road |
Flooded Patek, paid off a show |
Drippin' is rare, more this Vlone |
Hoes by the pair, I’m never alone |
Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons |
Drop eight in a two and let it dissolve |
Balmain my denim, young GunWunna ball |
Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog |
My foreign’s a toy, I’m still a kid |
10K this year for Coachella, it’s lit |
Rolls got umbrellas to cover her wig |
Open Ceremony, left them in a trench |
Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I want revenge |
We straight like a line, man, I really got rich |
Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss |
Don’t get it confused, I’m still bangin' the six |
New Cartier, Gunna a don |
Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge |
Hatred’s contagious, I keep me a gun |
I’m focused on makin' a M in a month |
Baby order twenty thousand in ones |
Walk in and buy, I’m not asking how much |
Red on the bottom, you need to catch up |
Consistently droppin', I need me a dub |
Sold-out dates, cash every day |
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays |
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage |
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid |
My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige |
I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid |
An ape in the night, I’m still rockin' Bape |
Live on paradise, I don’t see the shade |
Me and young Gunna back at it again |
We just left New York, double datin' with twins |
I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz |
I fired my bitch and I hired her friend |
I see all the hate through these Cartier lens |
Every two months tryna put up an M |
My dog caught a body, they got it on film |
He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen |
Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again |
Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I’m settin' the trend |
Louis backpack, hit the jet and I’m gone |
I don’t post what I do 'cause these niggas be clones |
See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones |
Got a championship ring, I just brought it home |
FN is plastic, them bullets like pellets |
This Givenchy jacket, this ain’t Pelle Pelle |
Sold out dates, you know I don’t play |
The last eight months straight, got no time for breaks |
On they neck 'til it breaks, ain’t pushin' no brakes |
I got on two watches, I still come in late |
It feel like my birthday, I’m gettin' this cake |
I pop like I got it, I’m holdin' my weight |
I control the projects, I’m pushin' this weight |
I’m sippin' this sizzurp, I poured me an eight |
Sold-out dates, cash every day |
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays |
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage |
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid |
My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige |
I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid |
An ape in the night, I’m still rockin' Bape |
Live on paradise, I don’t see the shade |