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can’t leave without it

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100

Words

808

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3

Intro: Gunna

Yeah

Chorus: Gunna

VVS look like a star (Yeah)

I took the top off the car (Yeah)

We don't abide by the law (No)

You don’t know what I done saw (Saw)

Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)

I keep a stick for the war (Stick)

Checks I deposit (Checks I deposit)

Money just stick with the boy

Verse 1: 21 Savage

Lot of model bitches check for me

Nigga, don’t check for me 'less you got checks for me

I kept a stick like a hobo, no checkin' me

Way back when D-Lo had the spot in Trestletree

So many hoes, had to get a vasectomy

She left her body home and brought her neck to me

I did a walk-through, they sent a jet to me

Y'all niggas show price less than my travel fee

One of my arms worth a ticket

Watch so much that a car came with it

Back in the day I used to rob with no mask on

Shit on my wrist, I woulda killed the whole house for

And I went to school high, I ain't go to class though

I was with the OGs learnin' 'bout the glass bowl

Caught me with a deuce-five, mama kicked my ass, bro

Break yourself, leave his brains on the dashboard

I'm with Ced and Lil Baby (Yeah)

We got four choppers that’s full (21)

Way before rappin’, on God, I was trappin', sneakin’ my Glock in Lacura (On God)

I got my K from Osama Bin Laden, lil' nigga, he signed this shit (Straight up)

I'm 4L gang, if you reach for my chain, then a nigga gon' die in this bitch (On God)

A-B-C-D-E-F-G-Wagen, y’all niggas doin' that big cappin' (21)

I ain't with the friendly shit

Closest thing y'all gettin' to a handshake is the beat clappin' (21)

Your mama gon' have to make a GoFundMe, y'all niggas keep doing that sneak jabbin' (Straight up)

Gucci had to kill the whole woods

Just to make Young Savage this motherfuckin' mink jacket (21)

Chorus: Gunna

VVS look like a star (Yeah)

I took the top off the car (Yeah)

We don't abide by the law (No)

You don't know what I done saw (Saw)

Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)

I keep a stick for the war (Stick)

Checks I deposit (Checks I deposit)

Money just stick with the boy (Stick)

Verse 2: Gunna

Cash in and cash out (Cash in and cash out)

I am not lookin' for clout (Nah)

I knew I would figure it out (I knew)

I took the millionaire route (Run it up)

Popped a pill got my head in the cloud (Huh)

Say my name, it'll bring out a crowd (Crowd)

We got paid, now my family proud (On God)

I been drippin' this drip since a child

Verse 3: Lil Baby

I hit your bitch, she a jump-off

Cartier bracelets for her, they don't come off

They get the swag from Atlanta and run off

I make the boys swing the stick like a tomahawk

Runnin' this shit, what the fuck is they talkin' 'bout?

Skinny jeans stuffed with them hundreds, they poke out

S65, I'm in a robot

I'm a real one, I ain't running from nobody

Hellcat fast, you know that I show out

Ain't sparin' no bitch, give a fuck 'bout a blowout

If we wanted smoke with you, boy, you couldn't go out

Still gettin' money my label don't know 'bout

Court-side with a vibe with her toes out

Rich nigga, I come straight out the poor house

Trap goin' crazy right there by Morehouse

Dead end, me, Ced, and Mohawk

Bought a Benz, doubled back, bought a Trackhawk

I'm with Savage in the 6 doin' donuts (Skrrt)

Youngins with me, they got fire, they gon' go nuts

Quarter-million in a baby-blue Goyard

Buy it cash then I go in the motor

Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over

Play with bags, you can tell by the odor

No alcohol, go get me a new soda

Chorus: Gunna

VVS look like a star (Yeah)

I took the top off the car (Yeah)

We don't abide by the law (No)

You don't know what I done saw (Saw)

Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)

I keep a stick for the war (Stick)

Checks I deposit (Checks I deposit)

Money just stick with the boy

Outro: Lil Baby

Yeah, niggas tryna drip like the boy, yeah (Boy)

I don't gotta get no award, yeah (Award)

Live in the bank, don't do fraud, yeah (No fraud)

Two hundred racks on my arm, yeah

I been fuckin' superstars, yeah (Stars)

Her pussy good, buy her a car, yeah (Cars)

You niggas ain't makin' no noise, yeah (Noise)

You niggas ain't makin' no noise

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