gunna - new wave lyrics
[intro: gunna & future]
(wheezy outta here)
woah, wow
wow, wow
[verse]
the clouds looking grey, i smile at the fate
young gunna why are you too late?
nigga style ain’t up to date
my (?) was a crate
hard to get anywhere i stay
the apes gon’ eat or you get ate
i keep food on my plate
at waldorf it’s lots of steak
watch yo’ mouth or you get spanked
spin yo’ block like an arm and tank
i cut up like a shank
i holler “what up”, she say “hey”
fly in a nascar race, on the way to the money high speed chase
i can’t pop a perc or pint for the pain
i took a half of a xan just to sleep on the plane
louis virgil shirt match the shoe and the chain
my car is a hard top, and a vert at the same time
can get you some straight drop if i call on my main
we in the lamb’ truck on a opp switchin’ lanes
when i catch my opp, i’m puttin’ him in the grave
i don’t milly rock, but i hit you with a wave
i only rode the back, i never drove in a phantom
i wish they had come back, i’m sippin’ dirty diana
i don’t talk too much, don’t want my words on a scanner
my whole gang ties tighter than the knot on a bandana
size you up and niggas lighter than a feather
i was thinkin’ me and baby the new voices of atlanta
i bought you a new mercedes ’cause i want you to do better
i got you, you my lady, i take care of you in any weather
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