Gunna - 70K lyrics

(Taurus, Run that back, Turbo)

I don’t mean to boast
But I know I got these fuck niggas mad
Being broke ain’t no joke
So you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got
Seventy racks in a bag
When you livin' life this good just know
Your bitch always gon' be bad

Yo, what’s up? Okay cool, I’m in the studio
Rappin’

Took off on my work and this
Shit didn’t come from no luck
I done got these racks
These bitches won’t stop blowin' my phone up
Finessin' the rap
Now the whole world think I
Done kicked the cup yo' bitch hid in my lap
Deep throat this dick when I take a puff
No cap in my rap
We was playin' with sticks when
We was comin' up
I seen my partner, he ain’t shed a tear
Know he’s tough as fuck
I take your hoe to spot, she gon' let me fuck
It’s just somethin' in her blood
She feelin' herself when I catch a nut
I been flyin' these pretty fine bitches in
They still sluts like three
Four days ago this bitch told me
Put it in her butt
Feel like I’m performin' surgery 'cause I’m
In and out her gut
My niggas been on a splurgin' spree
Got cheese like Pizza Hut
Like 911, an emergency
I speed when I’m in a Porsche
Disrespectin' one in the circle
We gon' kill 'em with no remorse
I’m speaking it with a purpose, yeah
These people wan' hear my voice
That Double R gon' stand for really
Rich when I’m in they Royce

I don’t mean to boast
But I know I got these fuck niggas mad
Being broke ain’t no joke
So you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got
Seventy racks in a bag
When you livin' life this good just know
Your bitch always gon' be bad

Yo, yeah, yeah, huh? I’m in the studio
Want me to send you the address?
Yeah, I’ma finna tell 'em "Open the gate"

Pop it when you can, but nigga
I pop it whenever I want
Yo' bitch hop on the
My bitches shop and get what they want
I do this shit without tryin'
Fuck 'round and come up with a whole song
My career done got bitch, fuck ‘round got
Bought me two new phones
Doin' this shit for
I’m pullin' out racks when you comin' home
I’m hittin' yo' hoe from the back
She say she in love with my new cologne
Fear Of God on my ass sittin' on top of
Callin' these shots from the top
These people treat me like Al-Capone
Since you speakin' a bag
Gunna Gunna bad to the bone
Drip, I let it drag, I’m fashionably known
Thought she had lil' class 'till I
Brought her to my home
She ain’t waste no time, she got right down
Kept her heels on
Left her with a couple hundred
No I don’t feel played (Uh)
Fucked her like a dog
But I ain’t know she was still engaged
I don’t abide by the law
Niggas know I’m a renegade (Uh)
Fuck 'round spend it all 'cause
I know I can generate

I don’t mean to boast
But I know I got these fuck niggas mad
Being broke ain’t no joke
So you know I went and got me some cash
Made a deposit today and still got
Seventy racks in a bag
When you livin' life this good just know
Your bitch always gon' be bad

Made a deposit today and still got
Seventy racks in a bag
When you livin' life this good just know
Your bitch always gon' be bad