Stunna Gambino - Renegade lyrics

[Stunna Gambino - Renegade lyrics]

Sippin' wokka this in contact
My brother in the grave am hurtin' woah
Mmh mmh, mmh mmh, mmh mmh, mmh mmh
Shah money drop a hit boy

Way before the deal I had a cheque
Went and copped a rollie just to flex
Flooded up my wrist with vvs
Restriction got me higher than a jet
Give me mozzy I don't want no sex
I count my money baby I don't stress
If that money wrong I get you wet
Am up in these men am 'bout respect

Sippin' wokka this in contact
My brother in the grave am hurting
Applying pressure am nervous
My black AMG am swervin'
All this fuckin' jewellery еarned it
They want me dеad am movin' cautious
But am still with all these nonsense
Please don't make me catch a body

Perkies got me feeling evil
Think I need to take a sea wall
Pray for better days I need those switchin'
Up the data I need you
Better fine bitch from Rio
Drink the body down in dior
Pull up on you with that V-lone
Bitch am fligher than a seagull
Bitch am fligher than a rocket
But she rollin' up my pocket
Boy you better think 'bout no plottin'
Pull up with me you gon spark it
I really made it down them dog days
Now I can spend a bag on
Now bitches wanna fuck me
Bunch of AP's with some dog chain
I remember I was down bad
And these bitches ain't fuck with the nigga
I had to go and get my bag, bag, bag
Then I went from the rag to the riches
I cop all the shit I never had, nah nah
Nigga I don't care if they really expensive
Baby what you want go and get it
Forty police on me to hear

Way before the deal I had a cheque
Went and copped a rollie just to flex
Flooded up my wrist with vvs
Restriction got me higher than a jet
Give me mozzy I don't want no sex
I count my money baby I don't stress
If that money wrong I get you wet
Am up in these men am 'bout respect

Sippin' wokka this in contact
My brother in the grave am hurting
Applying pressure am nervous
My black AMG am swervin'
All this fuckin' jewellery еarned it
They want me dеad am movin' cautious
But am still with all these nonsense
Please don't make me catch a body

Way before the deal I had a cheque
Went and copped a rollie just to flex
Flooded up my wrist with vvs
Restriction got me higher than a jet
Give me mozzy I don't want no sex
I count my money baby I don't stress
If that money wrong I get you wet
Am up in these men am 'bout respect

Sippin' wokka this in contact
My brother in the grave am hurting
Applying pressure am nervous
My black AMG am swervin'
All this fuckin' jewellery earned it
They want me dead am movin' cautious
But am still with all these nonsense
Please don't make me catch a body ooh
Please don't make me catch a body

Lately I've been movin' wokky
Hardest youngest they can't stop me noo
Flooded up my wrist with VVS
Different colors diamonds and baguettes
Leave my brother AP to the jets noo

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