Upcoming Concerts for Gunna
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ozan Yildirim
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Nik Frascona
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aresh Banaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Nik D
Producer
Wheezy
Producer
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
OZ
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Yeah, uh
[Chorus]
Look for a nut, fuckin' theses bitches (Mmm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these **** (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Whoa)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start it)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit
[Verse 1]
Came out them trenches, I need an applause (I need an applause)
I was supply when they needed the raw
Trap beatin', ain't need no help, get it, nah (Nah)
Adventador sit low, it creepin' and crawl (Crawl)
Expensive taste, she got my meat in her jaws (Meat in her jaws)
I'm goin' out of way if you ever come cross (Ever come cross)
You stuck like a four or a lock in a sock (Yeah)
Yeah, oh, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I get that cat to make sure that we straight
Thugger my brother, my twin, my ace
Made my mind up, I wasn't slingin' trays
Then start goin' crazy with Wheezy, wave (Wave)
I mix the syrup in a Minute Maid (Syrup)
Wash up with Clorox, tryna clean a stain (Clean)
Thinkin' 'bout bringin' his family pain
Pour me a pint (Pour it up)
[Verse 3]
Pass me the tabs
Yeah, pop me a half (Pop, pop it up)
Hop on this lap (Uh, skrrt)
Geek it up, geek it up (Skrrt, skrrt)
We ride an Uber like cab (Uber)
Draw that fire after two or three jabs (Draw)
I can't fuck 'less she fresh out a bath (Fresh)
Eat my bitch, I'm a eater, I eat her up
[Chorus]
Look for a nut, fuckin' theses bitches (Mmm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these **** (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Whoa)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start it)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit (Whoa, whoa)
[Verse 4]
Lamb' 'Ventador, this a whole venti (Woo)
Lift up my door, got no ignition (Lift 'em up)
Dior, my store, now she's too picky (Woo)
I got the guap, I'm gettin' plenty (Money)
Knock on my door, I got the sticky (Wow)
Rat-a-tat-tat, these **** rats
Pull up a matte, that shit all black
No, I don't cap and do ever, no pitty (Whoa)
These **** opps, they hang with the opps
So I can never chill with 'em, 'cause bird by a flock
I got a rifle, I put a scope on that bitch, watch them get popped, dropped (Baow)
[Verse 5]
No, I'm not scared, yes, I will santa you
Live on the beach, I'm tired of this sand in shoe (Whoa)
Watch how my ****, they come and dismantle you (Aye)
I got a foreign, my whip is all manual (Aye, aye)
I could pull up in some big boy shit, Phantom too (Yeah)
Diamonds my K-9s, that's, um, fifty grand or two
These **** opps, swear these boys they be fans of me
So how the fuck could I, um, be a fan of you? (Yeah)
I am so high but a **** not landin' through
This is a Daytona Charger
Diamonds, my neck, I look flawless
I fuck that bitch by the water
[Chorus]
Look for a nut, fuckin' theses bitches (Mmm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these **** (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Whoa)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start it)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit
Written by: Nik Frascona, Ozan Yildirim, Sergio Kitchens, Symere Woods, Wesley Tyler Glass