prototype (Explicit) - Gunna

Lyrics by：Sergio Kitchens/Kenneth Redfield, Jr/Michael Fialkow/Chandler Great

Produced by：Kenny Stuntin/MM/TURBO

Call it what you want I just want some head

I don't know your name money long

On my way to take her home she let me penetrate

I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space

Satellite uh uh out of sight uh

Private flight and it's top tier

Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right

I don't **** with you clowns you niggas prototypes

I whip the seven-seater Range Rover like a Trackhawk

I'm one of the trend setters cut from a whole different cloth

I done got a ***** fat as stack relish I'm a underdog

I'll never get paid to aim petty I'm a real boss

Nigga count big fetti you can tell way a nigga walk

I know the way you can keep steppin' they'll pay him and really talk

Handle the business at all times early mornin' when I get a call

Protectin' the greatest of all time aw man you a real dog

Pull up in the SF90 I can switch cars by the minute

It ain't hard to see who in it it ain't hard to see who winnin'

Look how I style my girl she uh had to take an image uh

Cash we havin' plenty uh I don't get offended

I don't get offended

Call it what you want I just want some head

I don't know your name money long

On my way to take her home she let me penetrate

I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space

Satellite

Satellite

Uh uh out of sight uh

Uh

Private flight

Private flight

And it's top tier

Tier

Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right

Do it right

I don't **** with you clowns you niggas prototypes

This a million in jewelry so insurance way more than Geico

Last year I was tourin' now I'm back in Europe it's a cycle

I can see the influence that I'm doin'

You don't hear a nigga though

It's the Young Gunna Wunna and you know I'm comin'

I'm a billy goat

'Fore the young one that believin' it can happen

I'ma keep on givin' hope

I'ma keep countin' and stackin'

Make it stack up high up on your tippy toes

Nigga be doin' that cappin'

Now that cappin' catch up to your front door

Run the cash need it pronto whenever mad got a blunt rolled

I got my ***** a trainer she ain't had to get lipo

Nigga had tweeted my name must've had to be a typo

Pray the cash could recycle

Hittin' the pull-ups and pressin' heavy it ain't light no

Hittin' the pull-ups and pressin' heavy it ain't light no

Call it what you want Want I just want some head Head

I don't know your name Name money long Money long

On my way to take her home she let me penetrate

I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space

Satellite Satellite uh uh out of sight uh Uh

Private flight Private flight and it's top tier Tier

Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right Do it right

I don't **** with you clowns you niggas prototypes Prototype

Call it what you want I just want some head

I don't know your name money long

On my way to take her home she let me penetrate

I just ate two more and I'm goin' outer space