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letra de body different - gunna

[verse 1: gunna]
i’m gonna get that phantom and the wraith
billion dollar chase, too much you can’t trace
movin’ fast just lighting, ain’t no need for the brakes
that color on my rolex like a gold aces spade
put me on a flight, then sold out the place
got a vision mini tire from home of the grapes
told my dawg don’t get tired, got some hoes on the way
big deposits and the wires got me laughing to the bank
i just had to levitate, lotta suckas imitate
all the clerks gone know my face, cause my diamonds frosted flakes
now i know this sh-t won’t sink, told her roll me up some dank
and a couple more cream sodas, i been livin’ in the paint

[chorus: gunna]
i done got these riches, so it’s hard to trust these b-tches
sh-t start to feel risky, when you in a rich position
her p-ssy wet and slippery, might be slippin’ on your pimpin’
cashed out on a listing, iced and crossed out i’m a christian
hot body and she fine, but i still want keep some distance
got some racks head out the vine, now the whole crew know the vision
it’s a whole television on the stove in the kitchen
sold my soul and my whole body different
[verse 2: yak gotti]
pardon me i
don’t mean to be offensive
i’m probably, ridin’ with some bad b-tches
young n-gga ass trippin, [?] the swag different
know a n-gga cappin’ in they rap, i hear the adlibin
yeah yeah yeah the way different
ducked the penitentiary
penthouse to a bentley
did that rags to riches
ap apologetic, young n-gga i be trippin’
i can’t trust him, i got issues
i don’t fear or not not a n-gga
i can take you right here to another scenario
yak gotti flow, i got the wunna flo
b-tch i got 7 phones
[?] i’m in yak gotti though, i got the antidote
chain gang to the charts, look what we’ve become

[chorus: gunna]
i done got these riches, so it’s hard to trust these b-tches
sh-t start to feel risky, when you in a rich position
her p-ssy wet and slippery, might be slippin’ on your pimpin’
cashed out on a listing, iced and crossed out i’m a christian
hot body and she fine, but i still want keep some distance
got some racks head out the vine, now the whole crew know the vision
it’s a whole television on the stove in the kitchen
sold my soul and my whole body different
[verse 3: ceo trayle]
aye, aye
load up the carts, with the marks
up in blow hit the target, ain’t no arguing
i done popped two perc 15s before my day was starting
n-ggas die, they play the hardest
they say 4 your favorite artist
still i remember how that feel, used to lay on carpet
like i’m offset, i’m bringing cardi
15 point 20 pointers, and look at that you look r-t-rded
send that b-tch outside she get [?] startin’
back door, the kicker, co front door won’t enter
i’m [?] cause i got splinters
these tinted trucks ain’t no rentals
i remember it was cold in the winter
but since it’s so and so in this b-tch

- gunna

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