rodeo dr
Gunna"rodeo dr" is a song by Gunna, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:51 long and contains 104 lines and 687 words.
Lyrics
0:00Yeah
0:00Yeah
0:01Yeah
0:02And I'm right back on rodeo
0:04Still got some boys on the payroll
0:06You still sippin' karo yeah
0:08She with a p in la at the condo
0:10We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah
0:11Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos
0:13Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah
0:16Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow
0:18I'm sellin' out the apollo
0:20Inside my body is hollow yeah
0:22Count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto
0:24You know that was always the motto yeah
0:25If a wan' talk out the side of his neck
0:27I just let his BM come and swallow
0:29Told my lil' brother we pullin' up spankin'
0:31These that thinkin' we hoes
0:33Don't do no explainin' don't know what you thinkin'
0:34But you help a young grow
0:36You add up the ten rings on both of my fingers
0:38I paid like six hundred or more yeah
0:40Gave out so many bands and bought so many bangers
0:41You ask and the real know
0:43I been puttin' that **** on
0:44Showin' these boys how to dress
0:45And get fresh and pull up with the hoes yeah
0:47Don't care 'bout no been sendin' me threats
0:49On the west
0:49I get love from the locs yeah
0:50Let me turn back around and go back
0:52To a cell for a
0:53With internet jokes yeah
0:54**** this **** I'm still doin' it
0:55For jeff and lil keed and you know
0:56It's rip to the pope yeah
0:58And my heart covered in chrome damn
1:00They just now rockin' chrome
1:01Gunna back up early morn' bad *******
1:04Passin' me robes yeah
1:05Half you lil' spenders been doin'
1:06It wrong I never talk on the phone nah
1:09He a clout chaser they wanna be known
1:10Mad that we didn't put 'em on yeah
1:14And I'm right back on rodeo
1:16Still got some boys on the payroll
1:17You still sippin' karo yeah
1:19She with a p in la at the condo
1:21We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah
1:23Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos
1:25Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah
1:28Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow
1:30I'm sellin' out the apollo inside my body is hollow yeah
1:34Count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto
1:36You know that was always the motto yeah
1:37If a wan' talk out the side of his neck
1:39I just let his BM come and swallow
1:41You pick the fight ain't no way you can run from it
1:43'cause we goin' at it yeah
1:44I know some locked up in the dungeon
1:46That say they feel me like a fabric yeah
1:48I know you heard I been pullin' up pressin'
1:50These who claimin' I ratted yeah
1:51And been all on the yacht
1:52With my ************* shirt off
1:53Look at it my whole body tatted
1:55Yeah
1:55Got the t-rex automatic
1:57No I ain't signed to Atlantic nah
1:59Bulletproof truck and it's matted yeah
2:00Ain't takin' **** else for granted nah
2:02All this **** cost it ain't nothin'
2:03For free in this ****
2:04So yeah I gotta have it yeah
2:06Yeah it's the young gunna wunna
2:07And I'm still the big p
2:08And a star like dallas yeah
2:09Back on the addy
2:11One of my diamonds a patek yeah
2:13I got these the maddest
2:15I'm dressin' up like a salad yeah
2:17I sent his yeah
2:18I sent his BM the addy
2:20She done pulled up with no panties
2:22In my los angeles palace yeah
2:26And I'm right back on rodeo
2:27Still got some boys on the payroll
2:29You still sippin' karo yeah
2:31She with a p in la at the condo
2:33We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah
2:35Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos
2:36Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah
2:39Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow
2:42I'm sellin' out the apollo
2:43Inside my body is hollow yeah
2:45Count up them racks
2:46Get your folks out the ghetto
2:47You know that was
2:48Always the motto yeah
2:49If a wan' talk out
2:50The side of his neck
2:50I just let his BM come
2:51And swallow swallow swallow swallow swallow
Yeah Yeah Yeah And I'm right back on rodeo Still got some boys on the payroll You still sippin' karo yeah She with a p in la at the condo We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow I'm sellin' out the apollo Inside my body is hollow yeah Count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto You know that was always the motto yeah If a wan' talk out the side of his neck I just let his BM come and swallow Told my lil' brother we pullin' up spankin' These that thinkin' we hoes Don't do no explainin' don't know what you thinkin' But you help a young grow You add up the ten rings on both of my fingers I paid like six hundred or more yeah Gave out so many bands and bought so many bangers You ask and the real know I been puttin' that **** on Showin' these boys how to dress And get fresh and pull up with the hoes yeah Don't care 'bout no been sendin' me threats On the west I get love from the locs yeah Let me turn back around and go back To a cell for a With internet jokes yeah **** this **** I'm still doin' it For jeff and lil keed and you know It's rip to the pope yeah And my heart covered in chrome damn They just now rockin' chrome Gunna back up early morn' bad ******* Passin' me robes yeah Half you lil' spenders been doin' It wrong I never talk on the phone nah He a clout chaser they wanna be known Mad that we didn't put 'em on yeah And I'm right back on rodeo Still got some boys on the payroll You still sippin' karo yeah She with a p in la at the condo We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow I'm sellin' out the apollo inside my body is hollow yeah Count up them racks get your folks out the ghetto You know that was always the motto yeah If a wan' talk out the side of his neck I just let his BM come and swallow You pick the fight ain't no way you can run from it 'cause we goin' at it yeah I know some locked up in the dungeon That say they feel me like a fabric yeah I know you heard I been pullin' up pressin' These who claimin' I ratted yeah And been all on the yacht With my ************* shirt off Look at it my whole body tatted Yeah Got the t-rex automatic No I ain't signed to Atlantic nah Bulletproof truck and it's matted yeah Ain't takin' **** else for granted nah All this **** cost it ain't nothin' For free in this **** So yeah I gotta have it yeah Yeah it's the young gunna wunna And I'm still the big p And a star like dallas yeah Back on the addy One of my diamonds a patek yeah I got these the maddest I'm dressin' up like a salad yeah I sent his yeah I sent his BM the addy She done pulled up with no panties In my los angeles palace yeah And I'm right back on rodeo Still got some boys on the payroll You still sippin' karo yeah She with a p in la at the condo We 'bout to eat maggiano's yeah Helpin' the p out so bring me them narcos Thinkin' I should take the bronco yeah Oj yeah gotta go get it tomorrow I'm sellin' out the apollo Inside my body is hollow yeah Count up them racks Get your folks out the ghetto You know that was Always the motto yeah If a wan' talk out The side of his neck I just let his BM come And swallow swallow swallow swallow swallow
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