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lirik lagu gunna - sunday

sunday lyrics
[intro]
(aj stay workin, on god)
(run that back, turbo)

[chorus: gunna]
all of my foreigns got luxurious speed, i could hit on the freeway
i ain’t givin’ no help, i know how to play deaf i dont talk to the d.a
met yo b~tch in the strip, wit’ my d~ck on her lip, and her nut lookin’ like toothpaste
if we hop in da’ whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
got hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, i keep me some blue racks
if it’s your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, i got it in two days
lot of garments, designer, and ‘coste, i’m rockin’ this sh~t on the runway
livin’ life and i love it, won’t trade it for nothin’, thank god every sunday

[verse 1: gunna]
do what they don’t, and i ball when i want, and these n~ggas don’t like it
when i step on the scene it’s me, i’m so fresh and so clean, i know they gon’ bite it
pockets full of blue cheese, i’m smokin’ on biscotti weed, i’m tryna get the highest
if you playin’ with me, i make sure don’t n0body eat, you goin’ on a diet
yeah, we ain’t goin’ on a diet, call up the dealer and order the cayennes
true what i do, why the f~ck is you lyin’?
keep me a tool, ’cause the world steady dyin’
you not from the city, you live in mt. zion
i can’t leave the spot without havin’ that iron
keep this sh~t quiet, don’t speak through the vine
free all my dogs on the road doin’ time
young wunna the man, i’m touching my fam, my touch is the midas
swear to god we ain’t playin’, keep us a hot minivan, the block, we can light it
louis bag full of bands, i keep me a lil’ hunnid’ gram, ain’t nothin’ excitin’
out the jungle, i pull out the lion
we got somethin’ to sell and we buyin’
[chorus: gunna]
all of my foreigns got luxurious speed, i could hit on the freeway
i ain’t givin’ no help, i know how to play deaf i dont talk to the d.a
met yo b~tch in the strip, wit’ my d~ck on her lip, and her nut lookin’ like toothpaste
if we hop in da’ whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
got hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, i keep me some blue racks
if it’s your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, i got it in two days
lot of garments, designer, and ‘coste, i’m rockin’ this sh~t on the runway
livin’ life and i love it, won’t trade it for nothin’, thank god every sunday

[verse 2: meek mill]
woah, how you havin’?
f~ckin’ bad b~tches, [?]
how you livin’? 42 shots got me way out of character
how you did it? came in this b~tch, i was banging her barriers
who you datin’? i got the baddest lil’ b~tch in america
i tried not to brag, boast
even though i’m like the last g.o.a.t
dash through record, break this sh~t, take it down like a bad post
she was playin’ so i broke her heart, now she mad put some [?]
i was drippin’ in the saint laurent, cartier bust the santons
jumpin’ in and out of lambos’, runnin’ in and out of [?]
totin’ choppas with extendos, puttin’ models in the friendzone
milly rocking in the end zone, richard millie, got a ‘benz on
she gon’ f~ck me but her friends on, i’ma f~ck her put my mans up
[chorus: gunna]
all of my foreigns got luxurious speed, i could hit on the freeway
i ain’t givin’ no help, i know how to play deaf i dont talk to the d.a
met yo b~tch in the strip, wit’ my d~ck on her lip, and her nut lookin’ like toothpaste
if we hop in da’ whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
got hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, on hunnids’, i keep me some blue racks
if it’s your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, i got it in two days
lot of garments, designer, and ‘coste, i’m rockin’ this sh~t on the runway
livin’ life and i love it, won’t trade it for nothin’, thank god every sunday

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