MOTW (Explicit)
Gunna"MOTW (Explicit)" is a song by Gunna, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:23 long and contains 151 lines and 698 words.
Lyrics
0:01Ayy ayy
0:02Wheezy outta here
0:03Ayy ayy
0:05Ayy ayy
0:06Ayy money on the way
0:07Money on the way
0:07All I see is hundreds all day
0:09All day
0:09Top chef fish sauteed
0:11Condo in L.A.
0:11Ayy
0:12President Rollie with the date
0:13President
0:13Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
0:15Mmm
0:15In and out of state
0:16In and out of state
0:16Nah we can not relate
0:17We can not
0:18And I gotta stay laced
0:19I gotta stay laced
0:19She want us to date
0:20Ah
0:21I see she keepin' faith
0:22Faith
0:22Ah I'ma make her wait
0:23I'ma make her wait
0:24N***as pillowtalk I really set talk we'll shoot the whole place
0:27We ain't takin' loss double M drove boss
0:29In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet
0:31Ice no skates
0:32Ice
0:32Get it out the pot
0:33Get it out the pot
0:34Speed on the cops
0:34Speed
0:35Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht
0:36Jigga on a yacht
0:37People wanna watch
0:38Uh
0:38Milli' on the watch
0:39Uh-huh
0:39It's a Richard Millie on a watch
0:40Millie on a watch
0:41Ma ain't gotta cry GunWanna made it out alive
0:43GunWunna
0:43Seen a lot of real n***as die
0:44Real n***as die
0:45Look him in the eye you bad let me see catch a fly
0:47Girl
0:48The cash got these n***as wildin' out
0:49Wild
0:49Rockstar open up the circle make a moshpit
0:52Moshpit
0:53Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick
0:54Car sick
0:55Brothers don't cuff 'em this is all our b***h
0:56This is all our b***h
0:57Grew up in the trenches we squabblin'
0:59Make me quick to grab a choppa start a World War 6
1:01World War 6
1:01Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich
1:03Barely feel rich
1:03They been here knockin' ringin' and I don't know who it is
1:05Don't know who it is
1:06Ayy money on the way
1:07Money on the way
1:07All I see is hundreds all day
1:09All day
1:09Top chef fish sauteed
1:11Condo in L.A.
1:11Ayy
1:12President Rollie with the date
1:13President
1:13Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
1:15Mmm
1:15In and out of state
1:16In and out of state
1:16Nah we can not relate
1:17We can not
1:18And I gotta stay laced
1:19I gotta stay laced
1:19She want us to date
1:21Ah
1:21I see she keepin' faith
1:22Faith
1:22Ah I'ma make her wait
1:23I'ma make her wait
1:24Remember I served I was standin' on the curb with a bomb full of nicks
1:26Bomb full of nicks
1:27It's my word
1:28Yeah
1:28I done capped off bird
1:29I done seen a n***a jump from a slab to a brick
1:31To a brick on God
1:31Cute pink toe I bit her on the toes
1:33I f**k her like a ho I make a whole flick
1:35S**t make a whole flick
1:35Proud of baby girl she can take a whole d**k
1:37Take a whole d**k
1:37She told me she was thirsty started drinkin' my spit
1:39Drinkin' my spit
1:40Ooh
1:40Ooh
1:40You ain't never heard this
1:41This
1:42I been droppin' hits like bird s**t
1:43Brr
1:44They been sendin' threats but don't worry
1:46No
1:46We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick
1:48Dirty stick
1:48They ain't give me my money I'ma murder this b***h
1:50Murder this b***h
1:51I'ma murder this b***h
1:52Murder this b***h
1:53Rental off the Rollie just went way in the ditch
1:54Way in the ditch
1:55Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips
1:56Wah
1:57We really used to struggle now we paid filthy rich
1:59Paid filthy rich
2:00A hundred K to hit your VIP
2:01Yah
2:01R.I.P. to Nipsey paved the way for the Crips
2:03For the Crips
2:03Plus I'm smokin' cookie blow Biscotti by the zip
2:05I got it on my hip
2:06Ayy money on the way
2:07Money on the way
2:08All I see is hundreds all day
2:09All day
2:09Top chef fish sauteed
2:11Condo in L.A.
2:12Ayy
2:12President Rollie with the date
2:13President
2:13Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
2:15Mmm
2:15In and out of state
2:16In and out of state
2:16Nah we can not relate
2:17We can not
2:18And I gotta stay laced
2:19I gotta stay laced
2:19She want us to date
2:21Ah
2:21I see she keepin' faith
2:22Faith
2:22Ah I'ma make her wait
2:23I'ma make her wait
Ayy ayy Wheezy outta here Ayy ayy Ayy ayy Ayy money on the way Money on the way All I see is hundreds all day All day Top chef fish sauteed Condo in L.A. Ayy President Rollie with the date President Pullin' out the foreigns we can race Mmm In and out of state In and out of state Nah we can not relate We can not And I gotta stay laced I gotta stay laced She want us to date Ah I see she keepin' faith Faith Ah I'ma make her wait I'ma make her wait N***as pillowtalk I really set talk we'll shoot the whole place We ain't takin' loss double M drove boss In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet Ice no skates Ice Get it out the pot Get it out the pot Speed on the cops Speed Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht Jigga on a yacht People wanna watch Uh Milli' on the watch Uh-huh It's a Richard Millie on a watch Millie on a watch Ma ain't gotta cry GunWanna made it out alive GunWunna Seen a lot of real n***as die Real n***as die Look him in the eye you bad let me see catch a fly Girl The cash got these n***as wildin' out Wild Rockstar open up the circle make a moshpit Moshpit Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick Car sick Brothers don't cuff 'em this is all our b***h This is all our b***h Grew up in the trenches we squabblin' Make me quick to grab a choppa start a World War 6 World War 6 Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich Barely feel rich They been here knockin' ringin' and I don't know who it is Don't know who it is Ayy money on the way Money on the way All I see is hundreds all day All day Top chef fish sauteed Condo in L.A. Ayy President Rollie with the date President Pullin' out the foreigns we can race Mmm In and out of state In and out of state Nah we can not relate We can not And I gotta stay laced I gotta stay laced She want us to date Ah I see she keepin' faith Faith Ah I'ma make her wait I'ma make her wait Remember I served I was standin' on the curb with a bomb full of nicks Bomb full of nicks It's my word Yeah I done capped off bird I done seen a n***a jump from a slab to a brick To a brick on God Cute pink toe I bit her on the toes I f**k her like a ho I make a whole flick S**t make a whole flick Proud of baby girl she can take a whole d**k Take a whole d**k She told me she was thirsty started drinkin' my spit Drinkin' my spit Ooh Ooh You ain't never heard this This I been droppin' hits like bird s**t Brr They been sendin' threats but don't worry No We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick Dirty stick They ain't give me my money I'ma murder this b***h Murder this b***h I'ma murder this b***h Murder this b***h Rental off the Rollie just went way in the ditch Way in the ditch Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips Wah We really used to struggle now we paid filthy rich Paid filthy rich A hundred K to hit your VIP Yah R.I.P. to Nipsey paved the way for the Crips For the Crips Plus I'm smokin' cookie blow Biscotti by the zip I got it on my hip Ayy money on the way Money on the way All I see is hundreds all day All day Top chef fish sauteed Condo in L.A. Ayy President Rollie with the date President Pullin' out the foreigns we can race Mmm In and out of state In and out of state Nah we can not relate We can not And I gotta stay laced I gotta stay laced She want us to date Ah I see she keepin' faith Faith Ah I'ma make her wait I'ma make her wait
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