A$$ (Explicit)

A$$ (Explicit) - Gunna

Lyrics by：Gunna

Composed by：YSL

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Lemme see you bounce like a trampoline

Dickin' you down grabbing your weave

And I got some racks pocket full of green

Finna hit Saks cop some moschin'

Pull up in a drop top looking all clean

And I got on off white looking like cream

She say she wanna f**k and suck me with no strings

Leaning on the X tryna balance it with w**d

Think about flying to Belize

Take a n***a b***h and I let her fly with me

But I will never ever ever let her get between

Mob ties

New lights on the Benz looking cock eyed

Cock eyed

On the southside

In the coupe sippin' lean eating Popeyes

Eating Popeyes

Got a Glock

Young n***a MOB had to pop off

S**t'll get hostile

S**t'll get hostile

Make a n***a her star

Make a n***a her star

Any given time and

Rolls Rolex not the Timex

She living like an omelet

Word on the street n***a I'm next

N***a I'm next

Whip it like a Pyrex

Whip it like a Pyrex

I can take a lot of jets

F**k a ho we gon' have a lot of sex

We gon' have a lot of sex

We gon' count a lot of checks

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Lemme see you bounce like a trampoline

Dickin' you down grabbing your weave

And I got some racks pocket full of green

Finna hit Saks cop some moschin'

Cop some moschin'

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Lemme see you bounce like a trampoline

Dickin' you down grabbing your weave

And I got some racks pocket full of green

Finna hit Saks cop some moschin'

Cop some moschin'

Now the big booty b***h sucking my soul

Still rocking off white Mr VLone

Freaky lil' b***h tryna follow me home

Told the lil' foe I could smell his cologne

I was just smoking me a zone

Got on all gold but I'ma tote me some chrome

And a hunnid racks on a show now we on

Huncho

New 2020 Benz need it pronto

Need it pronto

With a thick h*e

We in NYC smoking Fonto

Smoking Fonto

Gotta deep throat deep throat

Make a n***a run in the Chanel store

I let her bring her friend over

I let her bring her friend over

We go and f**k the gun store

We go and f**k the gun store

I gotta keep a Latex

F**kin' on a thot having safe sex

A n***a never play that

Running up and down counting paychecks

Down counting paychecks

Racks I'ma make that

Racks I'ma make that

I made it out the projects

Poppin' that n***a never had s**t

N***a never had s**t

Now a n***a fly jets

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Lemme see you bounce like a trampoline

Dickin' you down grabbing your weave

And I got some racks pocket full of green

Finna hit Saks cop some moschin'

Cop some moschin'

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Baby got a*s in them jeans

Lemme see you bounce like a trampoline

Dickin' you down grabbing your weave

And I got some racks pocket full of green

Finna hit Saks cop some moschin'

Cop some moschin'

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