Gunna, Guap Tarantino - Don’t Gotta Flex lyrics

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Gunna, Guap Tarantino - Don’t Gotta Flex lyrics]

Yeah, uh yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah

I hopped in the coupe, I was doing 180
The cops at the light, I ain't stopping
I live my life like monopoly
Okay, my bitch got her bubblegum popping
Fuck on Versace, I need a new topic
And most of my grandma surviving
I always wanted the profit
Don't gotta flex 'cause they know
That I got it

When you rich
They gon' say that you changed
How you hating on the player, not the game
Me and Nechie-neech in that supercharge Range
Swerving in all type of lanеs
Ten bust down watches, I need some morе plain
Cartier with the wood grain
Put the hood on and I got me some stain
Better not go against the grain
Winter time come but you better be ready
This ain't no game like Andrettis
World on my shoulders and it's heavy
Baby got some good head, where you headed?
I been looking for high-tech red
Pee in the bed, i need it in my belly
For me 'cause she basic and she petty
I know I got a fetish for this fetty
I know you grind and get it if you want it
World is mine, I'm living like I'm Tony
Think I know why I got a ton of money
I give back and now everybody loaded
Out at midnight
We been working 'till it's sunny
We got but no, can't control it
You gon' notice a difference
'fore it's over
Yeah, it's two hundred Gs to post a poster

I hopped in the coupe, I was doing 180
The cops at the light, I ain't stopping
I live my life like monopoly
Okay, my bitch got her bubblegum popping
Fuck on Versace, I need a new topic
And most of my grandma surviving
I always wanted the profit
Don't gotta flex 'cause they know
That I got it

Don't gotta flex, they know that I got it
They already know who been popping
Swipe it and make a deposit
You get finessed and I'm making some profit
Boy want smoke, let's make 'em a
Bring back a bowl, bring it back for the land
I got a bad bitch who said she my fan
We was getting money way before
We had a advance
Walk in this bitch and they mad we started
I took a G6 and it invade my body
Young nigga itching, he ready to get paid
Bought him a Glock with a switch for a raise
I can get top from your bitch any day
Yeah, pill done kicked in
Never try to fit in
They know that we been the wave
Yeah, Maybach, get it, watch how you sit in
Walk when I'm drinking my medicine
Rose gold ice in my president
Factory 40 round, bust down measurement
Caught 'em on camera
They can't do no editing
Get out my body, I'm feeling insane
Catch you a body to get in the gang
We want the money, we'll get a exchange
Bitch I been popping before I had change

I hopped in the coupe, I was doing 180
The cops at the light, I ain't stopping
I live my life like monopoly
Okay, my bitch got her bubblegum popping
Fuck on Versace, I need a new topic
And most of my grandma surviving
I always wanted the profit
Don't gotta flex 'cause they know
That I got it

Don't gotta flex 'cause they know
That I got it

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