At The Hotel (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan) (Explicit)

At the Hotel (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan) (Explicit) - Gunna/Lil Uzi Vert/Young Jordan

Playmakers

Yeah

Turn up

Run that back Turbo

Yeah yeah hundred hoes at the hotel hotel

I got to win I can't fail can't fail

New foreign not the Chevelle not the Chevelle hah huh

Yeah yeah I got my drip out the mail drip out the mail

This ship ain't going on sale on sale

Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale 'til I'm pale

Can't f**k with you Petty LaBelle lil Petty

Me and my brother like Kenan and Kel Kenan and Kel

Seen the rest of my niggas in jail jail

Lot of smoke when that Demon fishtail yeah it smoke

Niggas hoes and they startin' to reveal niggas hoes

Damn I hope he don't tell

He solid I'm paying his bail

Ain't no fake sh*t we keepin' it real

I keep me a hammer no nails

Moved out the condo to L

Shootout like Rondo the opps

The codeine dissolving these pills

Gucci drip down to my socks

Drove the Hellcat out of here

Wintertime mink or the fox

New wrist she milly my watch milly my watch

Yeah yeah if we slime then I'm slimin' you out

And there's too many thots in the house

I can't f**k then I'm kicking you out

I still mention my bag with a pouch

I'm a young gangster mixed with a scout

I just stacked me a bigger amount

Had to show you what Gunna be 'bout

Yeah yeah I did this sh*t with no bouts

I let your b**ch whip it round

F**king her a** and her mouth

Glad that I came out the South

Made it through hate and the doubt

Drippin' it gave me some clout

Take a G5 through the clouds

Yeah yeah hundred hoes at the hotel hotel

I got to win I can't fail can't fail

New foreign not the Chevelle not the Chevelle hah huh

Yeah yeah I got my drip out the mail drip out the mail

This ship ain't going on sale on sale

Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale 'til I'm pale

Woah Slatt

Got big guns like Will

Don't make me want kill

F**k her I don't bill

Woah yeah all-white gold no steel

Rose gold link on chill

My diamonds they teal

They hit white in the light and at night can't tell

You know that my name it ring bells

You know I'm hot like a lie bell

I put my dick in your female

No pasta but make 'em eat shells

The Lambo I need a seatbelt

Two-hundred my dash you could tell

You racin' but chasin' a tail

I drop my top like it's Montel

You know Gunna double-C Chanel

No Jordan hide behind spell

You know forty with the hollow shell

With that smell baby YSL

Ooh mister uh slimy like a snail yeah

These diamonds on my wrist them b**ches wet just like a whale

My new crib so big yeah my backyard it got a trail

You know my swag is so clean got green I'm talking kale

Clip long like a unibrow so my Glock it name Helga

Took me one whole day to fly that b**ch and she Australian

What's her name don't look like a snitch so I ain't with the tellin'

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah hundred hoes at the hotel hotel

I got to win I can't fail can't fail

New foreign not the Chevelle not the Chevelle hah huh

Yeah yeah I got my drip out the mail drip out the mail

This ship ain't going on sale on sale

Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale 'til I'm pale

Woah yeah we just been living it better

YSL we want the smoke that's forever

Feel like a mice on the race to the cheddar

In the penthouse we came straight out the shelter

Yeah we came straight out the shelter

Woah yeah I got a bro they'll melt you

You got the cards that they dealt you

They mad a ni**a ain't felt them

Woah yeah woah FN is light as a feather

Hit him two times Raymond Felton

We still in the race for the cheddar

Woah yeah woah Gunna Gunna in the Tesla swerve

Doors up like a feather

Models pullin' in every time that we let 'em yeah

Woah yeah slimy slimy yeah we slimes slatt

AP Hublot for the time slatt

So a ho can't waste my time no

Baby VV's cost a dime dime

Streets heating up me and Gunna got the iron press 'em press 'em press 'em

Yeah yeah hundred hoes at the hotel hotel

I got to win I can't fail can't fail

New foreign not the Chevelle not the Chevelle hah huh

Yeah yeah I got my drip out the mail drip out the mail

This ship ain't going on sale on sale

Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale 'til I'm pale

Woah slatt