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letra de block beater - gunna

[intro]
uh
(run that back, turbo)

[chorus]
we outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (uh)
flew outta sp-ce, you outta place, n0body safe, uh (n0body)
i found a way, got out a way (ah)
knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (uh)
a whole lotta cake and throughout the case
i know i can make a whole lotta pape’ (ya)

[verse 1]
i know i can make me some more millions
i know i can take off and go to the sun
my lawyer gon’ go get my record expunged
i don’t know if i wan’ get the wraith or the [?]
i ordered the lamb’ tuck, can’t wait ’till it comes
she got on her knees, can’t wait ’till i cum
she give that fi’ head when her hair in a bun (fi’)
gunna only one , don’t compare me to none
count up that check, first of the month (count it)
took my la b-tches tayo for lunch (lunch)
walkin’ down rodeo, smokin’ on runtz (runtz)
rocks in my ear, i can’t hear the response (response)
chocolate b-tch, she the same color crunch (chocolate)
poppin’ sh-t they thought that couldn’t be done (poppin’ sh-t)
opposite and we can never be one
poppin’ this sh-t, livin’ life, havin’ fun (fun)
[chorus]
we outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (uh)
flew outta sp-ce, you outta place, n0body safe, uh (uh)
i found a way, got out a way
knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (uh)
a whole lotta cake and throughout the case
i know i can make a whole lotta pape’ (ya)

[verse 2]
i know i can make the whole family rise
i know the truck can’t even fit in the garage
she h-rny ’cause she keep on winkin’ her eyes
i’m hungry, i need me a piece of the pie
upgrade the watch, i put glass in the sky (upgrade)
have so much sauce, i get cash to look fly
rolls on the tongue, he been tellin’ you lies
i know real n-ggas they can’t recognize
we runnin’ low, i been gettin’ high (i been gettin’ high)
i want her throat, hop in and ride (hop in and ride)
i twist some dope and it open my mind
i keep a sixty away from the [?]
i grew up hard, you ain’t gon’ see me cryin’
handle yo’ business, don’t wan’ hear you whine
count up the millions, i used to sell dimes
f-ck all that bullsh-t, we know how to grind
[chorus]
we outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (uh)
flew outta sp-ce, you outta place, n0body safe, uh (uh)
i found a way, got out a way
knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (uh)
a whole lotta cake and throughout the case
i know i can make a whole lotta pape’ (ya)

[outro]
yeah, n0body, yeah, uh
yeah

- gunna

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