Gunna - Attached Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a bitch and a ho but she mine (She mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (Yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch, but she lyin' (Yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (Yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skrrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached
I keep sayin' the girl is a brat
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, eat my flesh, this a nigga bestie
Brown diamonds on a young nigga like it's Nestle
Y’all nigga's girlfriends tryna molest me

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Yeah, Ross came to Bleveland, they shot up his Rolls (Woah)
I called the [?] to drop off a load (Woah)
I'm at the show, two for five kinda show (Woah)
Thank God a young nigga can't fabricate it (Hold on)
Got shawty gone with no hesitation (Hesitate)
Rolls Royce the choice, I can't ever race it (Rolls)
I hit your friend, ain't ashamed to say it (Yeah)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a bitch and a ho but she mine (She mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (Yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch, but she lyin' (Yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (Yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skrrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached
I keep sayin' the girl is a brat
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, eat my flesh, this a nigga bestie
Brown diamonds on a young nigga like it's Nestle
Y’all nigga's girlfriends tryna molest me

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Speeding in the foreign, they say I'm doing jet speed
Engine in the backseat, 12 can't catch me
Give the kids a stack, I can never be a deadbeat
Made it out the hood where they bury a nigga six feet
Make a lotta money, make a nigga wanna kill me
Remember having nothing, now we going on a spending spree
Moral of the story, you ain't working, you'll never eat
We are not the same, we cannot relate
I know how to say, keep the money safe
In New York I'll be shopping on Broadway
Some reason, I still think about hard days
Swiped sixty racks straight off a card, hey
Got my [?], I want a ménage
Got some new Cuban links, they was pavé
Bought a Maybach, I never can drive it
(Wheezy outta here)
Need me a Whitney, I'm Bobby
Pull up, you know where the vibes be (Vibe)
Got her top off with her vibe (Hey)
Forgiato on the tires (Hey, skkrt)
Straight out the South
I'm a young king, think they know that by now
Cup full of lean, I pour more than an ounce
Say that we loud and I don't hear a sound
[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a bitch and a ho but she mine (She mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (Yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch, but she lyin' (Yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (Yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skrrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached
I keep sayin' the girl is a brat
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, eat my flesh, this a nigga bestie
Brown diamonds on a young nigga like it's Nestle
Y’all nigga's girlfriends tryna molest me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)