Young Thug, Gunna - Attached lyrics

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

[Young Thug, Gunna - Attached lyrics]

(Wheezy outta here) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She a bitch and a hoe but she mine (Mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch but she lying
(yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skkrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached i keep sending
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac
(Skkrt, skkrt) yeah, eat my flesh
This a nigga bestie, riding
Round, was so young, like it's Nestle
Young nigga's girlfriends trying to molest me

Was bleeding, they shot up his Rolls (Woah)
I called the to drop off a ho (Woah)
I'm at the show, two for five kinda show
(Woah)
Thank God a young nigga can't fabricate it
(Hold on)
I got shawty gone with no hesitation
(Hesitate)
Rolls Royce the choice, I can't never race it
(Rolls)
I hit your friend, I ain't shamed to say it
(yeah)

She a bitch and a hoe but she mine (Mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch but she lying
(yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skkrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached i keep sending
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac
(Skkrt, skkrt) yeah, eat my flesh
This a nigga bestie, riding
Round, was so young, like it's Nestle
Young nigga's girlfriends trying to molest me

Speeding in the foreign
They say I'm doing jet speed
Engine in the backseat, 12 can't catch me
Give a kiss to, I can never be a deadbeat
Made it out the hood where they
Bury a nigga six feet make a lotta money
Make a nigga wanna kill me
Remember having nothing
Now we going on a spending spree
Moral of the story, you ain't working
You'll never eat
We are not the same, we cannot relate
I know how to say, keep the money safe
Millionaire got me shopping on Broadway
Some reason, I still think about hard days
Swiped sixty racks straight off a card, hey
Got my, I want a ménage
Got some new Cuban links, they was pavé
Bought a Maybach, I never can drive it
(Wheezy outta here)
Need me a Whitney, I'm Bobby
Pull up, you know where the vibes be (Vibe)
Got her top off with her vibe (Hey)
Forgiato on the tires (Hey, skkrt)
Straight out the South
I'm a young king, they know that by now
Cup full of lean, I pour more than an ounce
Say that we loud and I don't hear a sound

She a bitch and a hoe but she mine (Mine)
I put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
I was gon' fuck that bitch but she lying
(yeah)
You can see that I'm gone by my eyes (yeah)
My lil' shawty, she ride like a bike (Skkrt)
I just told her to upgrade her ride (Ride)
I just told her to tell me you with it
I put water on her neck, not her eyes
Now she tryna get attached i keep sending
X amount of rats in the trap
Perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
Got a old school bitch like a 'Lac
(Skkrt, skkrt) yeah, eat my flesh
This a nigga bestie, riding
Round, was so young, like it's Nestle
Young nigga's girlfriends trying to molest me
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

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