Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outstanding, artist - Gunna. Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Outstanding |
| When I made my first million |
| I ain’t panic |
| I only drank out this here |
| I’m done with Xannies |
| I bought my mom a crib |
| I’m on my standard |
| I’m pushing my cousin appeal |
| 'Til it’s granted |
| I bought her Sheneneh heels |
| I’m a Chanel bandit |
| I still got vintage garments |
| Old as my granny |
| Got my interior all mint |
| And outside candy |
| I put your bitch in Balmain |
| Because she pretty |
| Hey, hey, hey |
| Freaky, I’m fuckin' her face |
| Her ass do not come with a waist |
| I’m impatient, I don’t wanna wait |
| I eat gold and I am what I ate |
| I’ll kill a bad mood with a eight |
| Ain’t no shame that I hang with some snakes |
| Hey, hey |
| Cashed out on a foreign today |
| I hop in that Rari' and race |
| I never get tired of the A |
| Climb up to the top like a gate |
| You lil niggas copy and paste |
| Got gold like a bottle of Ace |
| A coca-cola bottle, her shape |
| Hey |
| I had a ball today |
| She drinkin' Chardonnay |
| Went in court and they had to debate |
| Jewish lawyer that handled the case |
| The codeine got hell of a taste |
| 'Bout to pounce in alla your states |
| Take that money, that’s all I can say |
| When I made my first million |
| I ain’t panic |
| I only drank out this here |
| I’m done with Xannies |
| I bought my mom a crib |
| I’m on my standard |
| I’m pushing my cousin appeal |
| 'Til it’s granted |
| I bought her Sheneneh heels |
| I’m a Chanel bandit |
| I still got vintage garments |
| Old as my granny |
| Got my interior all mint |
| And outside candy |
| I put your bitch in Balmain |
| Because she pretty |
| Hey, hey |
| I fuck her whenever I want |
| I get exactly whatever I want |
| Massive paws on that cat like a dog |
| Fly the jet in the sky like hawk (Like hawk) |
| I geek up and I get in the zone (Geek up) |
| I put out all the racks in a vault |
| Hey, hey |
| We rich and above the law |
| I made my brother a boss |
| She keep that dick in her jaw |
| Cubic Z’s on the shit I bought |
| Cuban links on my wrist when I floss |
| Carats stuck in my teeth when I talk |
| You gon' notice the C’s when I walk |
| Hey, it’s a pent', this not a loft |
| We got the G’s, that is knowledge, jerk-off |
| If I put on White, then it’s gotta be Off |
| Don’t say a word, or that body can’t talk |
| Sexy bitch turnin' me on |
| She wanna know what the Cartier cost |
| Put a Rolex on her arm |
| When I made my first million |
| I ain’t panic |
| I only drank out this here |
| I’m done with Xannies |
| I bought my mom a crib |
| I’m on my standard |
| I’m pushing my cousin appeal |
| 'Til it’s granted |
| I bought her Sheneneh heels |
| I’m a Chanel bandit |
| I still got vintage garments |
| Old as my granny |
| Got my interior all mint |
| And outside candy |
| I put your bitch in Balmain |
| Because she pretty |