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• Artiste: Gunna
• Titre: Wit It
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Wheezy outta here I see you with it, I'm with it, my nigga, let's get it Bankroll got hundreds and fifties All too familiar, admit it, I'm truly committed My palms consistently itching Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission None of this shit came free, got it out the street, had to take a chance, yeah Put the cake in the rubber band, stuff in my pants, I can do the band dance Thousand dollar Fear of God Vans, drip when I'm playing, just call me Raf stan Of course they dig what I'm saying, another advance, smoking me a strong strand Ice all on my watch, add it to the card, had to get the cars washed Heated marble squares on the floor The condo got a bar, cost me an Aventador Yeah, punch in this shit to record What the fuck are you waiting for? Spot just got jammed on the North Fifty bands to my lawyer for court My spot just got jammed on the North Fifty bands to my lawyer for court I see you with it, I'm with it, my nigga, let's get it Bankroll got hundreds and fifties All too familiar, admit it, I'm truly committed My palms consistently itching Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission Runnin' the sea on my wave New two door coupe came with leather and suede Fuck with this bitch 'cause she goin' both ways Too much of this shit, I'ma throw it in bags Not fuckin' you bitches from back in the day My condo is raised, it's thick like a grave Gettin' in my bag and my family amazed Gettin' out the hood, that shit felt like a maze Gettin' out the hood, that shit felt like a maze Call me your dawg, hold me down to the grave I see you with it, I'm with it, my nigga, let's get it Bankroll got hundreds and fifties All too familiar, admit it, I'm truly committed My palms consistently itching Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission