Gunna – New Coupe Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah oh
Young Gunna
Ooh yeah

[Chorus]
Money on my mind
New condo, I rise
Hop on it, ride
My doors, suicide
New coupe, slide
She [?] with thighs
I’m way too high
Siamese twins
Maybach Benz
More back ends
Lowkey four deep
Super lens, Hellcat, fast
I got fans, diamonds dance

[Verse 1]
Making deposits
The latest, exotic
I’m crazy and modest
Blazing, the hottest
I walk it, I talk it
I like it, I bought it
The [?] dissolve ’em
I drip, a faucet
Bitch, absorb it
Gunna, a martian
The Porsche is more horses
Three bitches, a orgy
I’m feeling important
My car was imported
I’m [?]
These blessings a fortune

[Chorus]
Money on my mind
New condo, I rise
Hop on it, ride
My doors, suicide
New coupe, slide
She [?] with thighs
I’m way too high
Siamese twins
Maybach Benz
More back ends
Lowkey four deep
Super lens, Hellcat, fast
I got fans, diamonds dance

[Verse 2]
Breakfast, lunch
Yves Saint Laurent
Kick shit, punt
Pour up, chuch
This Ac’ in it, chuch
Raf Simons, don’t touch
[?], cuff
I cash out, I bag out
[?] the blunt
Snow White, dust
You konw like a skunk
Sound byte, termite
Show lights, us
Give no fucks
Extendo tucked
Don’t get bust

[Chorus]
Money on my mind
New condo, I rise
Hop on it, ride
My doors, suicide
New coupe, slide
She [?] with thighs
I’m way too high
Siamese twins
Maybach Benz
More back ends
Lowkey four deep
Super lens, Hellcat, fast
I got fans, diamonds dance

Gunna – Order Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don’t put me on no time, I ain’t late
Still rocking Balmain and Bape
Sit back and roll a whole eighth
Smoking that shit to the face
All colour coupes, different race
Skrt on a car, hit a gate
And seeing no slime with the day
Gon’ tell her we come from the eight
Stripper getting off, it ain’t waiting
Skrting off in the fast lane
Smoke a whole pack to the brain
Slide in that Bentley Mulsanne
2018 a new Range
Thumb through the check, ease the pain
Crack you a seal, pour a pint
He goin’ psycho, insane
Doing the shit that you can’t
Drip on your bitch like a saint
I dropped a stack on my ring
I’m ’bout to blow like a tank
Wire that shit to the bank
How much you want for that Wraith?
24 inches, and I’m finna skate
Rollie, Sky-Dweller the face
Getting them racks out of state
Put that lil’ bitch in her place

[Chorus]
I put them hoes in order
I put them hoes in order
I’m with them, blow a whole quarter
Diamonds is cold as water
Diamonds is cold as water
We’re tryna own the border
Already sold her off

[Verse 2]
Been got them racks in my Bentley
Stick shooting dice at the palace
All kind of coupes, came with gadgets
Young Gunna, he still living lavish
I treat these lil’ hoes like semantics
They stick to the king like a magnet
And suck up on me, call me daddy
Slept first, I’ll never forget it
You prolly’ didn’t know she was with it
She drip from her mouth to the titties
Had to move, ’cause you fucked that hoe silly
Designer, that shit gon’ be litty
You a hater, why won’t you admit it
I was (?) with percs in the business
With a verse, it gon’ cost you some bandies
I put them hoes in Germany
They tryna mow the milli’
My moms, she was old and stingy
Young nigga, I had to go get it
They wouldn’t let me hold the fifty
The clip put a hole in your kidney
She play with that nose, look like Whitney
And she hopeful for more than a penny

[Chorus]
I put them hoes in order
I put them hoes in order
I’m with them, blow a whole quarter
Diamonds is cold as water
Diamonds is cold as water
We’re tryna own the border
Already sold her off
I put them hoes in order
I put them hoes in order
I’m with them, blow a whole quarter
Diamonds is cold as water
Diamonds is cold as water
We’re tryna own the border
Already sold her off
I put them hoes in order
I put them hoes in order
I’m with them, blow a whole quarter
Diamonds is cold as water
Diamonds is cold as water
We’re tryna own the border
Already sold her off

Aminé – HICCUP Lyrics

[Intro]
Boston

[Hook: Aminé]
My wrist sore (true), my wrist sore (true)
You don’t want no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups
He ain’t bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups
I don’t trust no one
My wrist is lookin frozen

[Post Hook: Aminé]
Ice cold, too cold, numb
Might re-e-e-e-e-ewind
Gave her dick and then I split, mhm
Workin’ like I got a shift, mhm
Youngest nigga poppin’ shit, mhm
Don’t want no kids that’s bad as shit, yeah
Had my whole my whole life give and go, mhm
24, now 24, mhm
Diamonds on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm
That’s drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Ass fat, bring it right back
I-I’m in the VIP, cause they pay me for this shit
Imma be here if I be here
That’s your car note on my wrist

[Hook: Aminé]
My wrist sore, my wrist sore
You don’t want no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups
He ain’t bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups
I don’t trust no one (no one!)
My wrist is lookin frozen

[Post Hook: Aminé]
Ice cold, too cold, numb
I re-e-e-e-ewind
Gave her dick and then I split (Fuck a birkin)
Workin’ like I got a shift (Puttin’ work in)
Youngest nigga poppin’ shit (Bitch I’m certain)
Don’t want no kids that’s bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (That shit right back)
24, now 24 (Yeah, it’s like that)
Diamonds on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm
That’s drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Diamonds on my bitch, mhm
Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm
You hear that we got rich, mhm
Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm
I collect it like a bridge, mhm
Copped my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz
I was all alone, Young Gunna ain’t got no friends
We just went to the mall and spent a couple bands
I’ll talk it all and end up shakin’ hands
She offer me some pussy my finesse
My first baguettes lookin’ like some glass
Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash

[Outro: Aminé]
Mhm
Mhm
Mhm