Gunna - Go Up (Ft Young Thug) (2019)

Текст песни Gunna - Go Up (Ft Young Thug)

Intro:
K Bangerz

Chorus:
I gotta stay patient, I don't want relations
These niggas be faking, I'm rocking elators
Can't fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic
Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas
These niggas still hating, my ice, it is skating
These bitches is waiting
Waiting on Gunna to go off
Wait till a young nigga blow up
Thugga got Act, we gon' pour up
Sippin' on Act, till I throw up
You bitches, don't act like you know us
In the P, where I'm at, the dough at
I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it
I'm killing, no murder
I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains
This shit is unheard of

Verse 1:
I wake up in the morning, I slide in that guap
Make that bitch suck on my child
The coup is in a slop
Your bitches gonna ride till they die
My niggas felons and they fly
My niggas felons till they die
They never wrong, I was right
Light it up like it's Fourth of July
I just might raw dog in her thigh
I just might get stoned for my life
Talking about killing, when I say he's fly
I got some Cartiers on my eyes
I put the Cartier on my wife
I put Bacardi all on my body
Know she not grabbing, she won't do a trolly
Yeah, I'm doing the shit for Lil Dolly
Yeah, you pass me the blunt
I look it in front
I lug it in backends
Big bank, where my cash is?
Get the dope, it's so brand new
And the new double R with the stars in the ceiling
She wet up her panties
I know these niggas can't stand it
Ay

Chorus:
I gotta stay patient, I don't want relations
These niggas be faking, I'm rocking elators
Can't fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic
Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas
These niggas still hating, my ice, it is skating
These bitches is waiting
Waiting on Gunna to go off
Wait till a young nigga blow up
Thugga got Act, we gon' pour up
Sippin' on Act, till I throw up
You bitches, don't act like you know us
In the P, where I'm at, the dough at
I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it
I'm killing, no murder
I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains
This shit is unheard of

Verse 2:
I can't lie, a nigga getting it in
Get a dime, I'ma spend it again
Keep the iron with the clip and an extend
Cut their eyes when a nigga walk in
I advise you lil niggas to win
I'ma grind, ain't going down for a lid
I'ma ride for my cousins in pen
Pray that lord forgives me for my sins
Fuck them niggas, we gon' let them hate
Fuck them niggas, we gon' let them hate
Ride around the city in a Wraith
Smoking kush, tryna meditate
Only the God can judge us
We got the stars above us
We drippin' all in public
We sip that muddy, muddy
And I got that Rollie flooded
I got 24 LaForges
I told all these bitches to cut it
Hang out with bloods and cousins
And some of them niggas my brothers
Told you I'd do it for momma
I got that money, made it double
Told you niggas, you in trouble

Chorus:
I gotta stay patient, I don't want relations
These niggas be faking, I'm rocking elators
Can't fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic
Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas
These niggas still hating, my ice, it is skating
These bitches is waiting
Waiting on Gunna to go off
Wait till a young nigga blow up
Thugga got Act, we gon' pour up
Sippin' on Act, till I throw up
You bitches, don't act like you know us
In the P, where I'm at, the dough at
I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it
I'm killing, no murder
I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains
This shit is unheard of