let that sink in (Explicit) - Gunna

Lyrics by：Sergio Kitchens/Chandler Great/Omar Perrin

Produced by：Omar Grand/TURBO

Who that drop that again? Who that drop that again?

You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend

Don't let that go over your head let that sink in

Run that back Turbo

Have 'em chop your dread let that sink in

With that Lamborghini the two seater like I drag Drag

I can put some Pucci on her coochie yeah I'm nasty Nasty

I've been givin' them love all my career this year I'm taxin'

This year I'm taxin'

Don't let that go over your head let that sink in

Have 'em chop your dread let that sink in

Ten mil' on the check all I need is pen

Nigga I better get rest had my patience thin

You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend

I don't care if she pretty in the face that **** don't make her a ten

When you built off faith your **** don't break or bend

Know this **** be fake you still gon' take a chance Take a chance

Bet they let me cook with the pots and pans Pots and pans

Comin' in second quarter I'm 'bout to hit the gas Skrrt

I've been keepin' **** cordial I be about to crash About to crash

Twenty-four inch Forgis on a black sedan Yeah

From shoppin' on Mr. Porter now go shoppin' France

Go shoppin' in France

One-of-one drip from Gucci these ain't Dapper Dan Nah

Let these boys be goofy I got a master plan

Got my feet kicked up I'm kickin' like Jackie Chan Wah

Fifteen hundred or nothing I got a pack from Rance

Connects 'cross the border that I can call on hand Call on hand

Don't let that go over your head let it sink in Sink in

Have 'em chop your dread let that sink in Sink in

Ten mil' on the check all I need is pen Yeah

Nigga I better get rest had my patience thin

You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend

I don't care if she pretty in the face that **** don't make her a ten

When you built off faith your **** don't break or bend

Live my life like a movie how I do it you can imagine

I spent a trip this winter in the jacuzzi in the cabin

Got me a brand new mink it's made by Louis screamin' fashion

It's made by Louis screamin' fashion

Forgiatos these ain't Davins Nah

Pullin' off in a Spyder with the top off I like that one That one

Back on choosin' to cypher about that paper I'm gonna tax 'em

Don't care if you niggas don't like it you gon' face me on the last one

With that Lamborghini the two-seater like I drag Drag

I can put some Pucci on her coochie yeah I'm nasty Nasty

I've been givin' them love all my career this year I'm taxin'

This year I'm taxin'

Don't let that go over your head let that sink in

Have 'em chop your dread let that sink in

Ten mil' on the check all I need is a pen