Young Stoner Life, T-Shyne, Gunna — Still Ain’t Finished

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(Wheezy outta here)

Yeah

Wake up go get it

All I know is slatt business

I came from the trenches

I made it to the riches

We took a lot of risks

Now I’m swimmin’ with the fishes

Hand touched a lot of dollars, I’ll count a whole million (Yeah)

Poppin’ my collar, I can bring back pimpin’

Keep two styrofoam, I’m Codeine sippin’ (Codeine)

I ran from the bottom, I still ain’t finished (Still ain’t finished)

Made it to the top, and I still ain’t finished (Still ain’t finished)

I sipped a pint of Wock’, and I still can’t feel it (Still can’t feel it)

Better keep a Glock, nigga, real life killer

And we buy ’em at the block, nigga still drug dealer

In these pockets, heavy knots make a thug love livin’

Got it out the pot, sell them drugs out the kitchen (Yeah)

When she suck me out my socks, I don’t mind a lil’ tippin’ (Mind a lil’ tippin’)

Put you in designer, let me show you how to drip it (Show you drip it)

Red light district, I’ve been hangin’ with some bitches (Hangin’ with some bitches)

Got a baddie in my mansion, and she know I’m countin’ riches (Woah)

I’m a made nigga, and I do a lot of tippin’ (Do a lot of tippin’)

Nigga talkin’ money, then you know I gotta listen (Yeah)

Keep a pole with me like a fisherman or stripper (Fisherman or stripper)

New chain lookin’ like it’s swimmin’ through a river (Water)

I’m a trap nigga, send the addy, I deliver (Yeah, yeah)

Niggas pocket-watchin’, wanna know what’s in the wallet (What?)

Gallery Department, saw some jeans, and then I bought it (Woah)

I don’t do no walkin’, but I got a walk-in closet (Facts)

All the money comin’ and they wanna send a audit (Sheesh)

You should know I only keep real niggas ’round me (Real niggas)

Keep the iron, man, they could call me Robert Downey (Robert Downey)

Nigga talking crazy, on his head, I place a bounty (Bounty)

I was just tryna free the brothers out the county (Woah)

I done really made a lot

I done climbed the charts, I don’t think I’ll ever stop

Yeah, I’m rocking hella chains, I bought eleven watches

I invested into stocks, might drive it off the lot

She leakin’ like a faucet, know I’m diggin’ in her box

I flew her back to Bali, she quickly in and out

I clean her like a mop

Cup leanin’ on the rocks

Young [?], I’ll put it in her mouth

Say my name

It’s a figure-four, I beat it out the frame

Young GunnaWunna knee-deep in the game

Fill it with some bodies, six deep in the Range (Deep in the Range)

I just realized niggas fake as they chain (Fake as they chain)

If you ever get some money, niggas know you’ll change

She flew to Honolulu with a couple of babes

There go my producers, that’s Turbo and Wave (Turbo and Wave, yeah)

[Verse 4: T-Shyne]

I really made a lot (Yeah), I don’t ever talk to cops (Yeah)

I was trappin’ on the block (Woah), I was really having knots (Yeah)

Yeah, nigga having birdies, you can come and see the flock (Yeah)

I remember nigga really started trappin’ out the lot (Whoo)

I was serving that illegal, I ain’t workin’ on the clock (Go)

Got the money comin’ in, and I just pray it never stop

I ain’t running from a opp, paint him red like fox (Like fox)

Now I’m at the front door, posted like a box (Yeah)

I don’t go to sleep without a blunt on the dresser (Cash)

I can do the foreign or I might just do the Tesla (Woah)

And you know I’m drippin’ Bottega Veneta (Bottega)

Got a maid at the crib, you can see I’m livin’ better (Yeah)

You are not a gangster, better play another sport (Sport)

I just blew trial like a Crip in the court

Like a mob boss, you can see me drippin’ in velour (Velour)

I’m a real nigga, you can see it in the court (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah

Wake up go get it

All I know is slatt business

I came from the trenches

I made it to the riches

We took a lot of risks

Now I’m swimmin’ with the fishes

Hand touched a lot of dollars, I’ll count a whole million (Yeah)

Poppin’ my collar, I can bring back pimpin’

Keep two styrofoam, I’m Codeine sippin’ (Codeine)

I ran from the bottom, I still ain’t finished (Still ain’t finished)