Video Prosthetic Leg de Gunna 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Gunna - Prosthetic Leg Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Slime God, Gunna Wunna
This the faculty, you know?
Everybody gettin' they money on (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Got 'bout twenty cars (And what?)
Got 'bout fifty chains (Fifty)
Got 'bout seventy rings (Hoo)
Got 'bout fifty mains (Yeah)
I got like a hundred thousand hundred dollars bills in one bank (Yeah)
I proceed with the proceeds when they came (Yeah, hey, hey)
Kick so much shit I need a prosthetic leg (Kick so much shit)
I make her stop at the bank and put it on your head (Put it on your head)
Monte Carlo, big dollars, bet I got head (Bet I got head)
I'm God's child, baby

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Mm, I'm God's child, baby (Yes)
I'm very persuasive ('Suasive)
I love a wild lady (Wild)
The block got shell casings (Shell)
You niggas two-faces (Two-faces)
Chanel my shoelaces (Shoelaces)
My gifts is cool (My gifts be cool)
I don't do nothin' basic (No)
Blue stars, Ezekiel Elliott (Yeah)
I got a hood melody (Hood)
I'm out the hood (I'm out the hood)
My diamonds straight from Elliot (Yeah)
I'm on a yacht sailing (Sailing)
The Balmains not embellished
My life been good (Yeah)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Got 'bout twenty cars (And what?)
Got 'bout fifty chains (Fifty)
Got 'bout seventy rings (Hoo)
Got 'bout fifty mains (Yeah)
I got like a hundred thousand hundred dollars bills in one bank (Yeah)
I proceed with the proceeds when they came (Yeah, hey, hey)
Kick so much shit I need a prosthetic leg (Kick so much shit)
I make her stop at the bank and put it on your head (Put it on your head)
Monte Carlo, big dollars, bet I got head (Bet I got head)
I'm God's child, baby

[Verse 2: YSL Mondo & Young Thug]
It's crazy how they fake kick it (They fake)
They fake kick it like they got a leg missin' (I swear), yeah
And when they come around, yeah
I don't talk to them niggas, think the feds listenin' (They snitchin')
Sip slow, live fast (Yeah)
I got a lotta meds in me (On God)
They talk behind my back, smile when I'm present
Got a surprise for his ass like a open present
Yeah, how you gon' out-slick and slicker nigga? (Slatt)
Never let a country nigga trick a city nigga (Never)
On the banshee with your bitch poppin' wheelies, niggas
I don't fuck with pigs, shout out to all my Muslim niggas (Hey)
You wanna win you gotta keep goin', nigga (Keep goin')
You cop a Benz, now you gotta keep goin', nigga (Yeah)
Overseeing the bitch, nigga, I'm a boss, nigga (Boss)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got like twenty dawgs (Yeah)
I got like twenty cars (Fifty)
I got like fifty chains (Hoo)
I got 'bout seventy rings (Yeah)
I got like fifty mains (Let's go)
Over a hundred thousand hundred dollars bills in one bank (Yeah)
I proceed with the proceeds when they came (Hey, hey, hey)
Kick so much shit I need a prosthetic leg (Kick so much shit)
I make her stop at the bank and put it on your head (Put it on your head)
Monte Carlo, big dollars, bet I got head (Bet I got head)
I'm God's child, baby