Video High End de Gunna 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Gunna - High End Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Gucci [?], I'ma real drip, I got rubber band stacks in my hand
Percocet 10, yeah, a nigga gettin' higher, I catch [?] when I land
.223's, yeah, this stick shoot flames, guarantee it''ll rip their shirts and their pants
She gon' bust down, and the Rollie bust down, know a nigga livin' high-end
And it's too loud when I roll the window down, I didn't even hear what y'all said
It's a lot of OG's and a lot of big dawgs, all bite, no barkin'
I don't even do the beef, if a nigga want smoke we'll be the first one to spark it
They talkin' 'bout number, they talkin' 'lotta commas
No puncture, I'm all in

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Uh, I'm a tight nigga, stay fleek
Pink stripe Pradas with the crease
High Tec in the sweet tea
Rolls in the back of my teeth
You see 'em when I speak
You the type to ask for a ride, you ain't got a car
Know you need to find a job
Heard trap-trap need a star, you ain't got a blog
You'll be the first to get robbed
First off, fuck the police, they want us on a leash
I ain't goin' for it at all
Your hoe love when I give her D, I fuck her 'til she sleep
I've been tryin' to avoid the mall
Sittin' in the tub, I let her wash it off
A ton of Margiela, that's a stylish walk
[?] location got a M in the vault
Superstar Gunna on Jimmy Kimmel
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Gucci [?], I'ma real drip, I got rubber band stacks in my hand
Percocet 10, yeah, a nigga gettin' higher, I catch [?] when I land
.223's, yeah, this stick shoot flames, guarantee it''ll rip their shirts and their pants
She gon' bust down, and the Rollie bust down, know a nigga livin' high-end
And it's too loud when I roll the window down, I didn't even hear what y'all said
It's a lot of OG's and a lot of big dawgs, all bite, no barkin'
I don't even do the beef, if a nigga want smoke we'll be the first one to spark it
They talkin' 'bout number, they talkin' 'lotta commas
No puncture, I'm all in

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Yeah, bitch you know I'm all in, yeah
Blue cheese on me, no rent, yeah
Yell with some sticks, Tarzan
Slidin' in the MG truck, no van
Shootin' at you and your crew (Uh-uh)
Balmain my pants and boots (Balmain, Balmain)
More than two thousand on shoes
But I'm spending more on her boobs (Woo)
Yeah, cop the Lamb' truck just to joyride
Set him up [?] in his life (Set him up)
Big knots and my pants too tight (Big knots)
Get him [?] off a kite
Pour [?] I pop, no Sprite
Tried to rob me [?] don't try (Don't try)
I show up and I pay the full price
Got big, A1 overnight
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Gucci [?], I'ma real drip, I got rubber band stacks in my hand
Percocet 10, yeah, a nigga gettin' higher, I catch [?] when I land
.223's, yeah, this stick shoot flames, guarantee it''ll rip their shirts and their pants
She gon' bust down, and the Rollie bust down, know a nigga livin' high-end
And it's too loud when I roll the window down, I didn't even hear what y'all said
It's a lot of OG's and a lot of big dawgs, all bite, no barkin'
I don't even do the beef, if a nigga want smoke we'll be the first one to spark it
They talkin' 'bout number, they talkin' 'lotta commas
No puncture, I'm all in