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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cerron Lee
Cerron Lee
Songwriter
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Songwriter
Lucas DiFabbio
Lucas DiFabbio
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Mixing Engineer
Dunk Rock
Dunk Rock
Producer

Lyrics

(Ooh, Dunk Rock) You mean? Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge, watch me jump right off the curb (eh-yeah) Bentley Spur fly like a bird, spin on the first and the third (eh-yeah) Solid, I'm keepin' my word, can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard (eh-yeah) Crank up the foreign, I swerve, keep me a stick if they purge (eh-yeah) Ha, ha (eh-yeah), ha, ha (eh-yeah) Ha, ha (eh-yeah), ha, ha (eh-yeah) You mean? Young Gunna Wunna, they workin' my nerves (eh-yeah), I'm 'bout to pour up some syrup (eh-yeah) Hittin' this broad like a perv' (eh-yeah), smack from the back, grab her perm (eh-yeah) Ice, the berg, uh, droppin' on all you lil' turds, can't take the pipe, wait your turn In my own lane, we can't merge (eh-yeah), suck with no hands, you can learn (eh-yeah) Let's see how much you can earn (eh-yeah), watch me go big like the Worm (eh-yeah) And I ain't smokin' no sherm (eh-yeah), I'm in the beat with P Liity, QP, QP-ski All of my buddies is pretty, they showin' it really, it's up to the ceilin' (eh-yeah) Came home and ran through a milli', I rock with her really, let's hit for a billi' (eh-yeah) I'ma get down to the gritty and tear up the city, the home of the villains (eh-yeah) Ecstasy, wonderful feelin' (eh-yeah), smoke out the pound when I'm chillin' (eh-yeah) Trappin', I made me a killin' (eh-yeah), look, I got everybody wishin' (eh-yeah) I hope you play your position (eh-yeah), I don't want nobody listenin' (eh-yeah) I see I'm good with precision (eh-yeah), get rich, my only decision (eh-yeah) You mean? Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge, watch me jump right off the curb (eh-yeah) Bentley Spur fly like a bird, spin on the first and the third (eh-yeah) Solid, I'm keepin' my word, can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard (eh-yeah) Crank up the foreign, I swerve, keep me a stick if they purge (eh-yeah) (Eh-yeah, eh-yeah, eh-yeah) (Eh-yeah) you mean? (Eh-yeah, eh-yeah, eh-yeah) (Eh-yeah) you mean? Yeah (Eh-yeah) yeah
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Lucas Difabbio, Ceron Robert Lee, Florian Ibrahim Onganga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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