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Gunna - south to west [Official Audio]
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Gunna
Gunna
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chandler Durham
Chandler Durham
Автор песен
Leutrim Beqiri
Leutrim Beqiri
Автор песен
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Braden Davies
Braden Davies
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Zack Acousta
Zack Acousta
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Teddrick Palmer
Teddrick Palmer
Ассистент инженера
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Инженер
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Мастеринг-инженер
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Миксинг-инженер
Turbo
Turbo
Продюсер

Слова

(Playmakers) (Run that back, Turbo) Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oops, I made a mess, G5 for the jet I'm 'bout to cash, I doubled the bet (yeah) My money stretch from south to the west (stretch) Lawyers the best, get home with a check (yeah) He done fucked up, put some dough on his head Can't be knocked up, left the nut on her legs (uh) Run this cash up, life a motherfuckin' trip (a motherfuckin' trip) Yeah, yeah Nigga fucked up tryna hide the bitch (hide the bitch) Drum on the stick, on the side, a switch (switch) Call up a lil' pretty vibe, pull up and let her massage the dick (alright) Oh, that's your new ride? We whippin' and swervin' all kind of shit (skrrt) Whippin' and runnin', my little niggas pullin' up gunnin' They hit what they tryna hit (tryna hit) Mouse started runnin', we shootin' rats right in they stomachs And leave them inside a ditch (inside a ditch) Ain't nothing funny, when you gotta break down an onion It look like you fryin' a brick (fry) Hit her on Sunday, she still wanna ask me for money She gon' end up dyin' a bitch (dyin') Got me some hundreds and still gotta keep it one hundred 'Cause these niggas counterfeit (yeah, yeah) We had the longest sex Good pussy, bitch off of Bouldercrest (Bouldercrest, yeah, yeah) They thought Rolls was wrecked Just like a real nigga, bouncin' it back (I'm bouncin' back, yeah, yeah) Make sure your nose ain't wet He fell a victim, addicted to crack (addicted to crack, yeah, yeah) I'm 'bout my Benjamins, check out my neck All in my business, lil' bitch, just relax (relax, yeah, yeah) She done got way too attached Notice they mine 'cause they waists is snatched (yeah, yeah) Heard your lil' homie got whacked We take a life, you ain't takin' one back (yeah, yeah) You goin' under attack Let the whole world know the babies is back (yeah, yeah) Smith & Wess' hid in the dash Crib in the backyard, a hundred-yard dash Oops, I made a mess, G5 for the jets I'm 'bout to cash, I doubled the bet (yeah) My money stretch from south to the west (stretch) Lawyers the best, get home with a check (yeah) He done fucked up, put some dough on his head Can't be knocked up, left the nut on her legs (uh) Run this cash up, life a motherfuckin' trip (a motherfuckin' trip) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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