Video Catch Up de Gunna 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Gunna - Catch Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Young Gunna nigga
(Wheezy beats)
Uh, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Brand new VVS’s and I stay the freshest
On a jet with my luggage, playin' checkers (Louie V, yeah)
That Patek fully loaded cost a gaffle (It cost a grip)
In a foreign doin' two hundred, you can’t catch up
[?] foreigns shake that ass in staletto (Shake that ass)
Countin' cash, put them bands on a shuttle (Play with bands)
I got pointers in my bezel, look like pebbles (Look like pebbles)
Throw some [?] up, they gon' fuckin' run that check up (Throw some [?])

[Verse 1]
Count a ten, I can spend, I won’t miss it (I won’t miss it)
F and N in my hand, it’s extеnded
Got some cash in the bag, my palms itchin'
I’m rockin' Fеndi, rags to riches
My car not rented, I’m so committed (Commited)
Put a hundred bands all through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run them racks up, stack ‘em to the ceilin’, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cop that brand new four door plus my Bentley
Plus my Bentley, yeah
Pull up, I’m spazzin’ (Spazzin’)
I got the drip with the fashion (Drip)
I do this shit with a passion (Passion)
Told her I'ma do it, no askin’
I wrap the bales in the plastic (Plastic)
I hid the safe in the attic (Attic)
I put them racks in the mattress (Mattress)
I put them racks in the pantry (Yeah)
I ride away, no Titanic
I know these bitches can’t stand it
I hope the lil' bitch don’t panic
I'ma gon' pull down her panties
I’m leanin', I’m geeked on the Xannie (Xan)
These bitches gon' eat it like candy (Candy)
I got me a show out in Kansas (Kansas)
I need me a million to manage (Manage)
[Chorus]
Brand new VVS’s and I stay the freshest
On a jet with my luggage, playin' checkers (Louie V, yeah)
That Patek fully loaded cost a gaffle (It cost a grip)
In a foreign doin' two hundred, you can’t catch up
[?] foreigns shake that ass in staletto (Shake that ass)
Countin' cash, put them bands on a shuttle (Play with bands)
I got pointers in my bezel, look like pebbles (Look like pebbles)
Throw some [?] up, they gon' fuckin' run that check up (Throw some [?])

[Verse 2]
[?], I gotta run with a burner (Burner)
Booka gon' pull up and serve ya (Serve ya)
My little niggas gon' murder (Murder)
I fuck on that pussy, she fertile (Fertile)
She wet up the bed, she a squirter (Squirter)
That pussy get wet like a puddle (Puddle)
[?] to a hoe like a huddle (A huddle)
I get them racks, make it double (Double)
I cannot take no more fumbles (No fumbles)
I still move that pape' by the bundle (The bundle)
Just copped the two door like a [?] (Skrr)
I shit on my ex, make 'em mad (Mad)
But all of that shit in the past (The past)
I pray that that money come fast (Come fast)
Wanna know who up under the mask (The mask)
I’m in the back of the back (The back)
I used to practice the packin'
I had to sleep with the rats (The rats)
Now I fall asleep with no rats (The rat)
On mama, I’m gon' get a bag (A bag)
Now I pull out the lot, paper tag (Tag)
Still on the road sippin' Act' (Act')
Got two hundred miles on the dash (Dash)
[Chorus]
Brand new VVS’s and I stay the freshest
On a jet with my luggage, playin' checkers (Louie V, yeah)
That Patek fully loaded cost a gaffle (It cost a grip)
In a foreign doin' two hundred, you can’t catch up
[?] foreigns shake that ass in staletto (Shake that ass)
Countin' cash, put them bands on a shuttle (Play with bands)
I got pointers in my bezel, look like pebbles (Look like pebbles)
Throw some [?] up, they gon' fuckin' run that check up (Throw some [?])