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Gunna - Hakuna Matata Lyrics

Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta, young Gunna worth millions of dollars (Millions of dollars)
I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model, she made a few M's off her followin' (Yeah)
Young Wunna on tour, I BP the charter, living hakuna matata (Hakuna matata)
Ain't no more worries, I'm up at it early, yo' nigga tryna figure out his problems (Figure out the problems)

A dirty thirty, I hit her like Curry, they hit me, I don't even holler
These niggas songs flopping, niggas ain't gon' stop him
Switch out my cars and my addy, my family straight and that's all that matter
Stacking them racks in the safe and prepare for whatever, whenever it happen
I put my trust in my faith, when I'm walking through straight, I don't see no one else
No, it ain't Lauren, it's Raff Simmons, it's Vetements steps
Stay ready, I'm already prepped
Undefeated, I feel like the champ
My bitch love the hunnids, we fuck and get money, she turnin' my tongie to a chair
You did it, I done it, you know how I'm comin', young Wunna show 'em what to wear
Go pick up a bag and it's way across the country and light up that smoke in the air (Yeah)
Bitch is so trim, I treat her like my twin, when I shop, I buy by the pair
They said it was up with me, but I'm so trim, right now a nigga don't even care

Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta, young Gunna worth millions of dollars (Millions of dollars)
I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model, she made a few M's off her followin' (Yeah)
Young Wunna on tour, I BP the charter, living hakuna matata (Hakuna matata)
Ain't no more worries, I'm up at it early, yo' nigga tryna figure out his problems (Figure out the problems)

I got rich early, I'm steamin' from workin', it feel like I got a lil' hotter
Countin' up cash in the casa, eatin' sweet corn, not pasta
Living hakuna matata, rockstar, role model
Still blow smoke like shotta, I sit back drinking out a gold bottle (Cris')
Spring collection, I got 'em, put on a whole lotta (Drip)
Nigga, I don't chat, won't holler
I face my problems, I pop like collars
Nigga worth XY dollars, stack big as a toddler, I won't even bother
Wunna should be studied and honored, the top dog under, I could write a novel

Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta, young Gunna worth millions of dollars
I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model, she made a few M's off her followin' (Yeah)
Young Wunna on tour, I BP the charter, living hakuna matata
Ain't no more worries, I'm up at it early, yo' nigga tryna figure out his problems (Okay)
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