Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MOTW, artist - Gunna. Album song WUNNA, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
MOTW |
Ayy, ayy |
(Wheezy outta here) |
Ayy, ayy |
Ayy, ayy |
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) |
All I see is hundreds all day (All day) |
Top chef, fish sauteed |
Condo in L.A. (Ayy), president Rollie with the date (President) |
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) |
In and out of state (In and out of state) |
Nah, we can not relate (We can not) |
And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) |
She want us to date (Ah) |
I see she keepin' faith (Faith) |
Ah, I’ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait) |
Niggas pillowtalk, I really set talk, we’ll shoot the whole place |
We ain’t takin' loss, double M, drove boss |
In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet |
Ice, no skates (Ice) |
Get it out the pot (Get it out the pot) |
Speed on the cops (Speed) |
Feelin' like I’m Jigga on a yacht (Jigga on a yacht) |
People wanna watch (Uh) |
Milli' on the watch (Uh-huh) |
It’s a Richard Millie on a watch (Millie on a watch) |
Ma ain’t gotta cry, GunWanna made it out alive (GunWunna) |
Seen a lot of real niggas die (Real niggas die) |
Look him in the eye, you bad, let me see catch a fly (Girl) |
The cash got these niggas wildin' out (Wild) |
Rockstar, open up the circle, make a moshpit (Moshpit) |
Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick (Car sick) |
Brothers don’t cuff 'em, this is all our bitch (This is all our bitch) |
Grew up in the trenches, we squabblin' |
Make me quick to grab a choppa, start a World War 6 (World War 6) |
Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich (Barely feel rich) |
They been here knockin', ringin' and I don’t know who it is (Don't know who it |
is) |
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) |
All I see is hundreds all day (All day) |
Top chef, fish sauteed |
Condo in L.A. (Ayy), president Rollie with the date (President) |
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) |
In and out of state (In and out of state) |
Nah, we can not relate (We can not) |
And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) |
She want us to date (Ah) |
I see she keepin' faith (Faith) |
Ah, I’ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait) |
Remember I served, I was standin' on the curb with a bomb full of nicks (Bomb |
full of nicks) |
It’s my word, (Yeah) I’m capped off Bird |
I done seen a nigga jump from a slab to a brick (To a brick, on God) |
Cute pink toe, I bit her on the toes |
I fuck her like a ho, I make a whole flick (Shit, make a whole flick) |
Proud of baby girl, she can take a whole dick (Take a whole dick) |
She told me she was thirsty, started drinkin' my spit (Drinkin' my spit) |
Ooh (Ooh), you ain’t never heard this (This) |
I been droppin' hits like bird shit (Brr) |
They been sendin' threats, but don’t worry (No) |
We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick (Dirty stick) |
They ain’t give me my money, I’ma murder this bitch (Murder this bitch) |
I’ma murder this bitch (Murder this bitch) |
Run her out the Rollie threw her way in the ditch (Way in the ditch) |
Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips (Wah) |
We really used to struggle now we paid, filthy rich (Paid, filthy rich) |
A hundred K to hit your VIP (Yah) |
R.I.P. |
to Nipsey, paved the way for the Crips (For the Crips) |
Plus, I’m smokin' cookie, blow Biscotti by the zip |
I got it on my hip |
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) |
All I see is hundreds all day (All day) |
Top chef, fish sauteed |
Condo in L.A. (Ayy), president Rollie with the date (President) |
Pullin' out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) |
In and out of state (In and out of state) |
Nah, we can not relate (We can not) |
And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) |
She want us to date (Ah) |
I see she keepin' faith (Faith) |
Ah, I’ma make her wait (I'ma make her wait) |