EAT - NAV, Gunna

Had a coupe, hard, top turned to a drop

I walked in and bought all the Gucci socks

I got fancy VS yellow diamond rocks

Made myself a boss, ain’t punching on the clock

Mixed the Gucci with the RAF, my white is off

Me and Gunna the same, we cut from a different cloth

Shopping in London, I like European cloth (European cloth)

Stacked up my money and I made myself a boss (made myself a boss)

Opening Ceremony Leatherman Trench, when I walk (stop)

Move to the penthouse and let my ex keep the loft

I’m dripping in VLONE I got XO on my socks

Got some young boy sippin' on Fanta, ready to pop

I’m the real deal, I’m talking the talk and walking the walk (yeah)

If I can’t get no red, I’ll probably be sippin' on Wock

Told her give me head, ain’t wanna hear her talk (ya)

Now I gotta key one in her head inside my Glock (Glock, ya)

YSL, XO, Gunna drippin' like a mop (light a mop)

Had fell in love with syrup, I’m sippin' red and Wock (ya)

I told Gunna it’s your time to eat (eat)

These rappers cornballs they tellin' lies on beats (ya, beats)

Fucking suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)

Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)

Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)

I’m rocking minks and chinchillas to my knees

My brother NAV told me, «It's our time to eat"(eat)

We got mob ties and you better not switch on me (me)

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