Video Jpg de Gunna 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Gunna - Jpg Lyrics

[Intro: OsamaSon & Gunna]
(Run up, what, what) What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah, he slime)
(What he—) What they talkin' 'bout? (Slime shit, oh, hoe, yeah)
(I just told Richie we rich)

[Chorus: OsamaSon]
(Hold up)
JPG my jacket (Hold up)
I don't do shit for the faggots (No)
Bitch touching me on acid
Had to tell the bitch I don't have it (Hold up)
I don't do shit for the fags
I was still riding around with that static
Bitch, push up, I got racks on flow
I flex first then fuck your hoe
Ran up a 100 plus, let's go
Told lil' stuff we hittin' the road

[Verse: OsamaSon]
Changing, then I'm shooting that show
Poured up four, uh, ball
(Let's go, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(What)
GLE truck, AP, it got 50 heater
Bad bitch, she a fuckin' eater
I got keys, we no Alicia
SRT, this not a lease, no
Bad bitch wanna know what he on
I don't worry 'bout no fuckin' peons
Post up, I’m like, pull up, teon
I gotta flex to be on
I went up and beyond
Bitch I'm not no Nissan
Let's last a pourin' up, yeah
I got double cup, hell
I been flexin' all damn year
I got swishas on your nose
And my 6 hoes, they on the shelf
Hop out the hood, had to look for help
Dior cologne gon' catch my smell
This bitch text me go to hell
Had a lean cup and the packs, oh yeah
I'm not psycho, no
Boy you saw how much
Boy you saw how much
[Chorus: OsamaSon]
(Hold up)
JPG my jacket (Hold up)
I don't do shit for the faggots (No)
Bitch touching me on acid
Had to tell the bitch I don't have it (Hold up)
I don't do shit for the fags
I was still riding around with that static
Bitch, push up, I got racks on flow
I flex first then fuck your hoe
Ran up a 100 plus, let's go
Told lil' stuff we hittin' the road