paroles de chanson I'M ON SOME - Gunna

Young Wheezy with the wave (Wave)
Turbo, he the great

It feel like I′m on some (Yeah)
I don't back down to no one (Yeah)
That big body Rolls comin′ (That big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain't havin′ nothin′ (Nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (He ran like he stole somethin′)
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (Yeah)

And I send sharks while I hold it steady (Hold it steady)
We cop the Pateks, we never petty (Nah)
Look at my jacket, cost fifty, fifty (Fifty, fifty)
Lil′ baby nice and spaghetti ready (Yeah)
I had two shows in a day, both one hunnid K (Hunnid K)
My pockets feel heavy, heavy (Heavy, heavy)
Flew to New York, had to go and see Eliantte (Hey)
I left with baguettie-guetties (Baguette 'guetties)
The history AP in February (Yeah)
Ain′t no misery in me, shit legendary (Yeah)
Swear this industry sweeter than CherryBerry (Yeah)
They try me, I'ma shoot like I'm Larry, Larry (Yeah)
They be lookin′ at me like a cash cow (Cash cow)
Tryna milk me, ain′t given 'em no dairy (No)
Bae out of town, got ′em runnin' wild (Ah)
Drivin′ boats, she try whip a whole ferry (Try whip a whole ferry)

It feel like I'm on some (Yeah)
I don′t back down to no one (I don't back down to no one)
That big body Rolls comin' (Yeah)
You broke boys ain′t havin′ nothin' (You broke boys ain′t havin' nothin′)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (He ran like he stole somethin′)
These niggas act like hoes, playin' clothes
One reason I pack a gun (One reason I pack a gun)

They started a cap-a-thon (Yeah)
Stop sayin' "drip", you ain′t havin′ none (Nah)
I put that shit on, I'm the Dapper Don (Dapper Don)
Exclusive shit only like ComplexCon (ComplexCon)
Landin′ in JF Kennedy, bring the whole city out (City out)
I drip at the Madison (Madison)
Tryna cross your bitch, go to New Jersey City, yeah (City, yeah)
I'm chillin′ in Paterson
I think I killed him on accident (Accident)
All-white Mulsanne like it's Heaven-sent (Heaven-sent, yeah)
Ben Franklin my president (My president)
Most of these niggas illiterate (Yeah)
I got some pretty hoes, pretty white toes
They can′t wait 'til I stick it in (Can't wait ′til I stick it in)
Switched up her dress code, bought her lipo
Just to make her feel good again (Make her feel good again)

It feel like I′m on some (Yeah)
I don't back down to no one (Yeah)
That big body Rolls comin′ (That big body Rolls comin')
You broke boys ain′t havin' nothin′ (Nah)
He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go
He ran like he stole somethin' (He ran like he stole somethin')
These niggas act like hoes, playin′ clothes
One reason I pack a gun (One reason I pack a gun)