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[Lyrics] Gunna – SOUTH TO WEST


[Lyrics] Gunna – SOUTH TO WEST

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[Intro]
Playmakers
Run that back Turbo
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Oops, I made a mess, G5 for the jets
I’m ’bout to catch, I doubled the bet (Yeah)
My money stretch from south to the west (Stretch)
Lawyer’s the best, get home with a check (Yeah)
He done fucked up, put some dough on his head
Can’t be knocked up, left the nut on her legs (Uh)
Run this cash up like a motherfucking tread (A motherfucking tread)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Nigga fucked up tryna hide the bitch (Hide the bitch)
Drum on the stick, on the side, a switch (Switch)
Call up a lil’ pretty vibe, pull up and let her massage the dick (Alright)
Oh, that’s your new ride? We whippin’ and swervin’ all kind of shit (Skrrt)
Whippin’ and runnin’, my little niggas pullin’ up gunnin’, they hit what they tryna hit (Tryna hit)
Mouse started runnin’, we shootin’ rounds right in they stomachs and leave them inside a ditch (Inside a ditch)
Ain’t nothing funny, when you gotta break down an onion, it look like you frying a brick (Fry)
Hit her on Sunday, she still wanna ask me for money, she gon’ end up dying a bitch (Dying)
Got me some hundreds and still gotta keep it one hundred ’cause these niggas counterfeit (Yeah, yeah)
We had the longest sex
Good pussy bitch off of Bouldercrest (Bouldercrest, yeah, yeah)
They thought Rolls was wrecked
Just like a real nigga, bouncing it back (I’m bouncing back, yeah, yeah)
Make sure your nose ain’t wet
He fell a victim, addicted to crack (Addicted to crack, yeah, yeah)
I’m ’bout my Benjamins, check out my neck
All in my business, lil’ bitch, just relax (Relax, yeah, yeah)
She done got way too attached
Notice they mine ’cause they waists’ is snatched (Yeah, yeah)
Heard your lil’ homie got whacked
We take a life, you ain’t takin’ one back (Yeah, yeah)
You goin’ under attack
Let the whole world know the babies is back (Yeah, yeah)
Smith & Wess’ hid in the dash
Crib in the backyard, a hundred-yard dash

[Chorus]
Oops, I made a mess, G5 for the jets
I’m ’bout to catch, I doubled the bet (Yeah)
My money stretch from south to the west (Stretch)
Lawyer’s the best, get home with a check (Yeah)
He done fucked up, put some dough on his head
Can’t be knocked up, left the nut on her legs (Uh)
Run this cash up like a motherfucking tread (A motherfucking tread)
Yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

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