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Came Out by Gunna (A tsunami)

[Lil Keed:]
(Keed talk to 'em)
Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke (Let's go, let's go)
Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah (Maison Margiela)
Keep it solid, keep it quiet (Shh, quiet), nobody ever gon' know (Never, yeah)
And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored (Slatty, yeah)
Yeah, I came out a mink (Slatty), hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink (Slatty)
I'm with some shooters that never blink (Slatty), these trousers that's on me hold treasury
My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it (Nah)
And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches (I came from the bottom)
Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist
b**ch, I'm big slime, don't care 'bout your feelings (b**ch, I'm big slime)

Nah, ain't scared of nobody (Nobody)
My car got a waist, it's wide-body (Wide)
Dare you play with Wheezy, you gon' die 'bout it (Wheezy)
Dare you play with this bankroll, you'll die 'bout it (Bah)
Yeah, the black truck a hotbox (Hotbox)
You dissed me, yes, you're knocked off (Yeah)
You're pillow talkin', you ain't playin', yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Meanwhile I'm gettin' mine off (Lets' go)
Post on the block like Hirby Kirby (I post on my block)
If I see your b**ch, just know that I'm flirtin'
She talkin' 'bout "How many licks 'til it burst?"
I kidnap the money, send AMBER Alert
Shoot up the block, tear up turf (Yeah)
'Cause I'm knowin' you can fit in the hearse (Yeah)
Shots fired, he'll never see a nurse
You know he the canvas, 'cause we paint his shirt

[Lil Keed {Gunna}:]
(Keed talk to 'em)
Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke (Let's go, let's go)
Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah (Maison Margiela)
Keep it solid, keep it quiet (Shh, quiet), nobody ever gon' know (Never, yeah)
And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored (Slatty, yeah)
Yeah, I came out a mink (Slatty), hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink (Slatty)
I'm with some shooters that never blink (Slatty), these trousers that's on me hold treasury
My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it (Nah)
And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches (I came from the bottom)
Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist {Uh}
b**ch, I'm big slime, don't care 'bout your feelings {b**ch, I'm big slime, nah}

[Gunna:]
Chandelier on my wrist, not in the ceiling
Who got your whip? I heard it's rented
He done fell off tryna be independent
How he get rich off the sh*t I invented? (Huh)
Whole lotta cap (Cap), whole lotta kizzy (Kizzy)
Broke in the trap, now I got millions (Ayy)
She f**kin' my pops like he Diddy
Keed to the top, the terrace see the city (Top)
I don't wan' f**k her if her feet ain't pretty (What? Nah)
GunWunna, cousin, know I f**k with business (Cous')
Geeked up like Bobby and I'm rockin' Ricky (Yeah)
Fly in that lil' hottie, hit her at the Whitney
She sloppy-toppy, suck it out the tippy (Mop)
All in her mouth, I busted like a semi' (Yeah)
f**ked a b**ch twice and now I need some distance
Now lay down on the couch and told her, "Don't come near me"

[Lil Keed:]
(Keed talk to 'em)
Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil' ho and
I'm already knowin' it gon' come with some smoke (Let's go, let's go)
Yes, I'm steppin' on niggas in Maison Margielas
You can get squished like a roach, yeah (Maison Margiela)
Keep it solid, keep it quiet (Shh, quiet), nobody ever gon' know (Never, yeah)
And I'm on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin' back doored (Slatty, yeah)
Yeah, I came out a mink (Slatty), hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink (Slatty)
I'm with some shooters that never blink (Slatty)
These trousers that's on me hold treasury
My car ain't rented, I'm the only one with it (Nah)
And I came from the bottom
I came from the trenches (I came from the bottom)
Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist
b**ch, I'm big slime, don't care 'bout your feelings (b**ch, I'm big slime)