letra de mr. t - gunna
[chorus]
feel like mr. t, i got on all this gold
got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope
walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal
wrist negative below, i’m bout’ to catch a cold
stripper at the lowe’s, i wanna bless you hoes
treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show
drop two door maybach, two door, drop phantom rose
[verse 1]
when you tryna’ move round’ me, gotta pay me like a toll
fore’ you get in my whip, make sure that phanta poured
pretty b-tch in my backseat, she got a camel toe
poppin’ that top off the seal, like a bel-are rose
nothing i wear be cheap, fox inside my coat
diamonds inside of my t–th, help my smile glow
i been helpin’ my family eat, rock gucci like alpo
smokin’ on a jet with 24 seats, tryna’ see how high i can go
gunna got aviator drip, i’m international
unh, got me a new cool lawyer, i’m a wagon coat
thick b-tch, get in her throat, i’m tryna gag the hoe
pass the bands out like a xan, call it [?]
closet like a fashion show
[chorus]
feel like mr. t, i got on all this gold
got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope
walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal
wrist negative below, i’m bout’ to catch a cold
stripper at the lowe’s, i wanna bless you hoes
treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show
drop two door maybach, two door, drop phantom rose
[verse 2]
cannot charge me for breakin’ and entering
you know i gotta get on
i been buying heavy artillery, let the war begin
my lil slime just like a mini me
take care of him just like my kid
ain’t tellin’ no lies, i swear i been a g
run around sippin’ this mid
my rolex sayin’ it’s negative degrees
i can’t even feel my wrist
i won’t hit yo hoe no more, last time she left lipstick on my d-ck
f-cked your hoe like she my hoe, i gave her every inch
all this money, still remember i was broke, i swear i’ll never forget
man i stay in the sky, i feel like a pilot
puttin’ this money in a pile, watch me dive in (dive in)
diamonds real close to my chin, like a violin (violin)
all my whips european, don’t know what i ride in
[chorus]
feel like mr. t, i got on all this gold
got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope
walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal
wrist negative below, i’m bout’ to catch a cold
stripper at the lowe’s, i wanna bless you hoes
treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show
drop two door maybach, two door, drop phantom rose
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