Gunna - Style Rare Lyrics

[Chorus: Offset & Gunna]
VS stones (VS stones)
Sit back, stroll one (Stroll)
Pull up, Rolls truck (Rolls truck)
I'm rocking the rose one (Rose ones)
Platinum stones (Platinum stones)
I'm out havin' stones, yeah
Stick on a chrome, yeah (Stick on a chrome)
I got this shit on, yeah (On, yeah)
I got this shit on now (On now)
They peep how your style rare (Style rare)
A fifty on eyewear (All, wow)
I sit through the skies, yeah (Sky)
I spin every time (Time)
Look at they faces, they all stare (They all stare)
Ten thousand a dime (Dime)
Play with thesе racks, I'm a ball player (Ball player)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Flow like a buttеrfly, Lambo' the V (Flow like a)
I take her shoppin', the pair of the Cs
You see me poppin', they starin' at me (Oh)
This ring, it cost me a heroin, a key (A key)
I told my dentist to carat my teeth (I told him that)
We rockin' the Bottega V, this Margiela 2003 (2000)
Push start it, you know I ain't lease, baguettes
I'm cool on her, I'm the catch
She do what I say, she gon' fetch (She do what I say)
I'm in this shit without regrets (I'm in this)
Just me in my coupe, ISS (Just me and me)
I drip when I walk, I'm possessed (I walk)
This rose look good on my flesh (Rose)
These Rolls Royce back to back, yes (The double R)
I'm floatin' on that shit like a jet ski (I'm glidin')
Come on, a bitch can't text me (Uh-uh)
In Florence, Dubai next week (Florence)
She chocolate, she like Nestlé (Choccy)
Got broccoli, pockets is healthy (I got racks)
Binoculars, and they Balenci (Balenci)
What the lick read?
I'm tryna make two-hundred Ms, please
A hunnid, walk 'round with ten of these
[Chorus: Offset & Gunna]
VS stones (VS stones)
Sit back, stroll (Stroll)
Pull up, Rolls truck (Rolls truck)
I'm rocking the rose one (Rose ones)
Platinum stones (Platinum stones)
I'm out havin' stones, yeah (Stones, yeah)
Stick on a chrome, yeah (Stick on a chrome)
I got this shit on, yeah (On, yeah)
I got this shit on now (On now)
They peep how your style rare (Style rare)
A fifty on eyewear (Eyewear)
I sit through the skies, yeah (Sky)
I spin every time (Time)
Look at they faces, they all stare (They all stare)
Ten thousand a dime (Dime)
Play with these racks, I'm a ball player (Ball player)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Won't trade my team, I could never be a traitor
Like Raiders, we ball, never thought they would raid us
Young Gunna 'bout to drop, I'm in labor (Drop)
Been puttin' in this labor, I ain't askin' for favors
Droppin' me a smash, smash potatoes (Smash)
Fuckin' on bae, got her ass tangled (Ass tangled)
No interviews, ask me later
Like Takeoff, I rather be rich than famous, yes (Yes)
Might go cop Jojo the Patek (Patek)
I'm known to be cool and collect (Collect)
My diamonds and gold in a chest, a Damier Louis V chest
Put it on, I can go Damier, R.I.P. Virgil, he gave me the credit (Virgil)
Ten years from now, look back on this shit and I promise I'm doin' my best (Doin' my best)
That growth, they see as iconic (Iconic)
Let's go, let's count up this money (Count up)
Good loaf, the bread and the butter (Good loaf)
Good toast, now ain't that ironic (The toast)
I'm diggin' in her pussy and throat
And she hate when I go, she hooked on like phonics (She hooked)
I float, I'm smokin' on this chronic (Chronic)
These diamonds hit when it's sunny
[Chorus: Offset & Gunna]
VS stones (VS stones)
Sit back, stroll (Stroll one)
Pull up, Rolls truck (Rolls truck)
I'm rocking the rose one, platinum stones (Platinum stones)
I'm out havin' stones, yeah
Stick on a chrome, yeah (Stick on a chrome)
I got this shit on, yeah (On, yeah)
I got this shit on now (On now)
They peep how your style rare (Style rare)
A fifty on eyewear (All, wow)
I sit through the skies, yeah (Sky)
I spin every time (Time)
Look at they faces, they all stare (They all stare)
Ten thousand a dime (Dime)
Play with these racks, I'm a ball player (Ball player)