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letra de award - gunna

[chorus]
i took that drip all the way cross the border
that two door maybach should’ve came with some stars
i stood on this sh-t, i don’t get an award
all the new whips comin’ with a push start
i don’t fear sh-t but i rock fear of god
took the sp-ceship and i landed on mars, ah

[verse 1]
oh, wheezy the wave, need a board yeah
them bricks when you make it on forbes, yeah
we winnin’, stop checkin’ the score, yeah
we can live with no warning
spur of the moment
but it’s war or be wanted
get too much of this money, buyin’ too many guns, they treat me like a god
too many keys to these exotic cars
too many freaks, i been f-ckin’ a foreign
if you n-gg-s fly then i must be airborne
won’t pay you no mind and they gon’ pay you more
hopped in the coupe, let the tesla charge
i keep it straight ’cause i really be knownin’
i can’t imagine my family poor
but i can see my mama in dior
we walk inside and they closin’ the store
you n-gg-s ain’t drippin’ like all of the boards
geekin’ up and it’s already a sport
jeep and it’s clanging, it’s itchin’ to roar
fiending so much i don’t know what to pour
in middle school when i jumped off the porch
good in the hood, had to dodge all the narcs
i made it out, gotta live with some scars
protectin’ your family, you gotta go hard
the way my drip set, that sh-t come with a scar

[verse 2]
wheezy wave, i got a board
balmains cut like a sword
i’m drippin’ sauce like it’s sore
i’m one of the owners
car not a loaner
i won’t carry some pointers
i really f-ck with lil shawty, i pay for whatever she order
my brothers get jammed, we cash out on a lawyer
in them hallways i jump back like a spoiler
some hairpin, i gotta look out for your daughter
you cappin’, i’m rappin’ my sh-t, you ignorin’
saving the profit, our business is growin’
they felt sunny days and they wish for a storm
fly in the sky, young n-gg- airborne
wire in the cab, money coming out sores
i really trapped out that honda accord
my chopper my pillow when i’m in the war
new hundred my reason, lil n-gg- what’s yours?
she tell me she c-mmin’, i’m strokin’ it more
thinkin’ that time we go big like the hulk
feel me, you thought i wouldn’t make it at all
get rich and i still gotta duck all the law
shut the f-ck up, i don’t need you to talk
i ran up the millions just watching you walk
you never gon’ win when you droppin’ the zone

- gunna

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