[ Featuring Bravoo HunnidZ ]
(Gavin Wake The Hell Up....)
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Let's Go)
That boy think he balling knock him out of bounds
We upping the score we made I made a touchdown
The pack coming in it's bout to touchdown
He think we boxing I give em twelve rounds
The choppa so loud it make hella sounds
Bullets coming in fast like they from the mound
Bravoo hand me the dirty I'm floating on clouds
I do my first show and I jump in the crowd
You can call me lil gunna I drip I don't drown
She say that I'm swift sum like a greyhound
Ima kid I treat bitches like a playground
I can't cuff her I heard that lil bitch get around
My daughter look up to me can't let her down
I feel like Harriet I'm still underground
Got the wheel my grandma don't like me buying fast cars but nana I'm peeling
But niggas know if they start talking down just like a ceiling fan my nigga we spinning
I start going up and that fake love revealing, If I get hurt I start sippin syrup my body start healing
Ima circle ion fit in with squares
I got that shit on with that glock in my palm (my palm), while I'm talking to angels (the angels)
I'm sending up prayers going up like the stairs
Call me a mechanic she had a lil leak so I gave her repairs
For my love ones that gone I feel like Bravoo (Hunnidz) cause I shed a tear
We doing toast with lean we don't drink no beer
You can call me lil black I have too many years
How the f*ck she don't listen and she got two ears, I'm getting under her skin I'm twisting her gears
In life ain't nothing I fear, I'm in the field like Justin ion play for the bears (play for the bears)
That boy think he balling knock him out of bounds
We upping the score we made I made a touchdown
The pack coming in it's bout to touchdown
He think we boxing I give em twelve rounds
The choppa so loud it make hella sounds
Bullets coming in fast like they from the mound
Bravoo hand me the dirty I'm floating on clouds
I do my first show and I jump in the crowd
You can call me lil gunna I drip I don't drown
She say that I'm swift sum like a greyhound
Ima kid I treat bitches like a playground
I can't cuff her I heard that lil bitch get around
My daughter look up to me can't let her down
I feel like Harriet I'm still underground
He trapping out the ounce how he call his self the plug
He just took another loss someone give that boy a hug
Trynna reach for this chain you gone see a bunch of slugs
She said she like my shirt and like the way I put it on
All this dirty in my blunt it got me so far gone
I told her I'll be back and she told me crystal clear
I know these niggas mad cause it's been a bing year
