70K Lyrics – Gunna
Singer: Gunna
Title: 70K
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I don’t mean to boast, but I know I got these f#ck n#gg#s mad
Being broke ain’t no joke, so you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got seventy racks in a bag
When you livin’ life this good just know your b#tch always gon’ be bad
Yo, what’s up? Okay cool, I’m in the studio, rappin’
Took off on my work and this sh#t didn’t come from no luck
I done got these racks, these b#tches won’t stop blowin’ my phone up
Finessin’ the rap, now the whole world think I done kicked the cup
Yo’ b#tch hid in my lap, deep throat this dick when I take a puff
No cap in my rap, we was playin’ with sticks when we was comin’ up
I seen my partner, he ain’t shed a tear, know he’s tough as f#ck
I take your hoe to spot, she gon’ let me f#ck
It’s just somethin’ in her blood, she feelin’ herself when I catch a nut
I been flyin’ these pretty fine b#tches in, they still sl#ts
Like three, four days ago this b#tch told me put it in her butt
Feel like I’m performin’ surgery ’cause I’m in and out her gut
My n#gg#s been on a splurgin’ spree, got cheese like Pizza Hut
A emergency, I speed when I’m in a Porsche
Disrespectin’ one in the circle, we gon’ kill ’em with no remorse
I’m speaking it with a purpose, yeah, these people wan’ hear my voice
That Double R gon’ stand for really rich when I’m in they Royce
I don’t mean to boast, but I know I got these f#ck n#gg#s mad
Being broke ain’t no joke, so you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got seventy racks in a bag
When you livin’ life this good just know your b#tch always gon’ be bad
Yo, yeah, yeah, huh? I’m in the studio, want me to send you the address?
Yeah, a little bit
Pop it when you can, but n#gg#, I pop it whenever I want
Yo’ b#tch hop on the, my b#tches shop and get what they want
I do this sh#t without tryin’, f#ck ’round and come up with a whole song
My career done got b#tch, f#ck ‘round got, bought me two new phones
Doin’ this sh#t for, I’m pullin’ out racks when you comin’ home
I’m hittin’ yo’ hoe from the back, she say she in love with my new cologne
Fear Of God on my #ss sittin’ on top of
Callin’ these shots from the top, these people treat me like Al-Capone
Drip, I let it drag, I’m fashionably known
Thought she had lil’ class ’till I brought her to my home
She ain’t waste no time, she got right down, kept her heels on
Left her with a couple hundred, no I don’t feel played [Uh
f#cked her like a dog, but I ain’t know she was still engaged
I don’t abide by the law, n#gg#s know I’m a renegade [Uh
f#ck ’round spend it all ’cause I know I can generate
I don’t mean to boast, but I know I got these f#ck n#gg#s mad
Being broke ain’t no joke, so you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got seventy racks in a bag
When you livin’ life this good just know your b#tch always gon’ be bad
Made a deposit today and still got seventy racks in a bag
When you livin’ life this good just know your b#tch always gon’ be bad
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