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speedway - gunna lyrics

[intro: gunna]
yeah, yeah, i got a cup full of medicine
i fell in love with these presidents
i never speak on another man
i’m tryna get my dawgs out the can
i pour up hi*tec, i sip up good tuss
back at the store then po’ up again
i’m easin’ my pain and feelin’ more love
i hope it ain’t ’cause of these drugs again
(wheezy outta here)

[verse 1: future]
[?] water off green tips
white as a feather and f&n
pray it ain’t codeine and pain pills
got n*ggas thinkin’ more devilish
takin’ it back to the street again
put n*ggas straight on the cnn
scr*pin’ your brains off the concrete
take your sh*t down on a sunny
i’m geekin’ off of the money
this sh*t worse than doin’ drugs
louis v down to my garments
mixing it up, tom ford
close down the jewelry store, then we gon’ upgrade the bezels
live like rockstars, forever and ever
[verse 2: gunna]
they put some p’s on a pj
we ride louis v boat, yeah, the speedway
i ain’t never goin’ askin’ a n*gga for nothin’, can’t give you n*ggas no leeway
broke the curse and finally got my family some millions, and passin’ it down’ to my little babies
can’t be lowkey, ’cause i’m in a high position and all kind of peoples will watch you daily
pour the eighth and it feel like i ate
own a half a million dollar ape
on my behalf, yeah, everybody straight
codeine in my stomach, i love how it taste
if you don’t get money then you a disgrace
i picked the b*tch up and then put her in her place
young wunna went up and got n*ggas amazed
ain’t no other way to explain
(wheezy outta here)

[verse 3: future]
go through grind and go to paradise
cartier enhancing my hindsight
she like to do line for the right price
you trip in the field you go bye*bye
been down with the pills, go night*night
we track out a seal in g5
i’m knockin’ back pills and singin’ right
carats in the ear in the stoplights
forgis on the wheel, i’m goin’ right
hopped out the leer, the seat wipe
tom ford silk like the pimp tight
f*ckin’ two b*tches who look alike
we threw a party on the e*way
racin’ for racks like a speed race
higher than the moon, i’m on a pj
they tryna k!ll you on your b*day

- gunna lyrics

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