Video Stroll Up de Gunna 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Gunna - Stroll Up Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
(808 my crew)
What, this? Shit
Cool, give me the 'Lato
Nah, nah, give me the Runtz
Nah, give me the 'Scotti, huh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Young Sex)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (What)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Woo)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Fire up the Benz, and now I got [?] and Cartier lens (Cartier lens)
Five percent, I'm rich, I told the police it's limousine tint (Let's go)
Fired the bitch and then I had went to the strip club and hired her friend (Hired her friend)
First I had sinned and then I had sinned again, I never repent (On God)
Still in the hood, yeah, I got Charger max size, it's made for the rides
The vibe is good, yeah, the Benz got carbon nozzles inside it
I came out the woods, yeah, and I had a (Yeah), five-hundred shots
I'm poppin' the hood, yeah, but you know it's the trunk in the bed
Woah, I wouldn't let up and I had to catch up and now she can ride it
Woah, I gotta set up to get this lil'... tonight, yeah
Woah, I feed the bitch honey kettle because I had biscuits on my leg
Woah, I had to spend some dinero and now I got Strick in the Masi' (Skrrt)
Woah, I had to cook out the skillet, I had to tell the kid what's his
Woah, I was just scared of the– so I had to go be the reason he– (Woo, woo)
Woah, I keep the (Yeah), and I keep that motherfucker right next to the bed
Woah, I had to buy her some brand new teeth the way she been givin' me head
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Woo, woo)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Let's go)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Stroll up, stroll up, woo)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
The Wunna Land, I stroll up, I stuff in a Backwood and not in a 'rello (Nah)
The Porsche Cayenne, the Turbo, it came in electric and don't need no petrol (Skrt-skrt)
My foreign is fast and furious, I hit it, they call me Toretto (Yeah, get it)
I fuck me a nasty freaky bitch and then I go, I'm out the ghetto (I'm out the ghetto)
I bought me a car, truck with all ammos (All ammos)
I hit my– (Damn) [?] we goin' to get all that (All that)
They go load it up, truck, it's spinnin' on all whoever
Them lil' niggas thought they was clever (Yeah)
They ain't know I know demons and devils (Demons and devils)
Smoke Biscotti, again, again, it's a lot of inhalers (Yeah)
Pullin' up with a– (Yeah) again, the flock of the feather, you dig?
When we bought the plane, it's big, it's not the propeller, you dig?
I don't wanna explain again, I want the dinero (Lil' bitch)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Woo, woo, woo)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Let's go)
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up
Stroll up, stroll up, stroll up, stroll up (Stroll up, stroll up, woo)