Gunna - rodeo dr Lyrics

 Gunna - rodeo dr Lyrics


And I’m right back on rodeo 

Still got some boys on the payroll

You niggas still sipping Karo 

She with a P in LA at the condo

We bout to eat Margiano

Up in the P house I’m beaming on narcos thinking I should take the Bronco. Yeah. OJ.

Gotta go get it tomorrow

I'm selling out The Apollo inside my body is hollow

Yeah, count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto

You know, that was always the model

Sinc nigga want talk out the side of his neck I just let his BM come and swallow


 

Told my lil brudda We pulling up spanking these niggas thats thinking we hoes

Ion do no explaining

don't know what you thinking

But you ain’t helped a young nigga grow

You add up the two rings I bought for my fingers

I paid like six hunnid or more

Gave out so many bells I bought so many Bangers

You ask em the real niggas, know

I've been putting that shit on

Showing these boys how to dress get fresh and pull up with the hoes

Ion care bout nigga been sending me threats to the West I get love from the Locs

Make me turn back around and go back to my cell for a nigga with internet jokes

Fuck that shit I'm still doing it for Jeff and Lil Keed

You know it’s RIP to the pope

And my heart covered in chrome

Damn im just now rocking chrome

Gunna back up in the morning

bad bitches passing me robes

Half you lil spinners been doing it wrong

I never talk on the phone

He a clout chaser that want to be known

Mad that we didn't put them on

And I’m right back on rodeo 

Still got some boys on the payroll

You niggas still sipping Karo 

She with a P in LA at the condo

We bout to eat Margiano

Up in the P house I’m beaming on narcos thinking I should take the Bronco. Yeah. OJ.

Gotta go get it tomorrow

I'm selling out The Apollo inside my body is hollow

Yeah, count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto

You know, that was always the model

Sinc nigga want talk out the side of his neck I just let his BM come and swallow

 

You Pick the fight ain’t no way

You can run from a nigga because we going at it

I know some nigga Locked up in the dungeon.

They say they feel me like fabric. Yeah,

I know heard I've been pulling up pressing these niggas who claiming I ratted

Yeah, and all on a yacht with my motherfuckin shirt off look at if My whole body tatted

Got the T Rex automatic.

No, I ain't sign to Atlantic

bulletproof trucking it’s matted

I ain’t taking shit else for granted

All this shit cost ain’t nothing for free In these streets Yeah I got to have it

Yeah it’s the Young Gunna Wunn and

Im still big P and a star like Dallas

Back on a addy

One of my diamonds a Patek

I got these niggas the maddest

I’m Dressing up like a salad

I sent his

I sent his BM the Addy

She pulled up with no panties

in my Los Angeles Palace,

 

And I’m right back on rodeo 

Still got some boys on the payroll

You niggas still sipping Karo 

She with a P in LA at the condo

We bout to eat Margiano

Up in the P house I’m beaming on narcos thinking I should take the Bronco. Yeah. OJ.

Gotta go get it tomorrow

I'm selling out The Apollo inside my body is hollow

Yeah, count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto

You know, that was always the model

Sinc nigga want talk out the side of his neck I just let his BM come and swallow

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