Gunna – MET GALA Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

Presenting the official music video of 'MET GALA' by 'Gunna' from the album 'Wunna'. The music audio is produced by Bobby Raps & Wheezy and the lyrics are written by Gunna & Wheezy. The Song Was Release at 'Gunna' Official Youtube Channel on May 22nd, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: MET GALA (Lyric)
Artist: Gunna
Album: Wunna
Featuring: Young Thug
Producer: Bobby Raps & Wheezy
Writer: Gunna & Wheezy
Release Date: May 22nd, 2020.


MET GALA Lyrics:

It's easy to slip, do not want you to fall
Might drip on this b***h like met gala, balling
Answer her texts, do not answer her calls

Yeah, she sent me a text, I do not answer her call
She loves when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissing my balls

We speed in that Vette, do not stop for the laws
Vvs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, do not want you to fall
Walk-in with the drip at a met gala ball

Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
Poured up a few mil, now I am back like I came
That boy says my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I do not crash, I just stay in my lane
Please do not compare, because we not the same
Gunwun aingt no gimmick, aingt clowning for fame
I trapped for a living and been had a name
Work hard for these clothes, cars, and watches and chains
Oh, man, Rolls-Royce got umbrellas, this whip for the rain
These folks done fucked up, let me slip in the game
This b***h let me fuck, this shit went to her brain
She knows I am a beast, it aingt easy to tame
She squirts on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still saying my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade

Yeah, she sent me a text, I do not answer her call
She loves when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls

Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissing my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, do not stop for the laws
Vvs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, do not want you to fall
Walk-in with the drip at a met gala ball

Walk-in with the drip like a met gala ball
Came in and she strips, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a ho
A boss and a pimp, I bought myself a ship
I walk with a limp, fn in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put the dick in her jaws
I hit and do not miss, aingt no win, lose, or draw
Hit and do not miss, aingt no win, lose, or draw
Came from flat shoals and old nat
On the south, in that back, you get whacked, 
Then get shot in your car
Why hell you think that I am maxing? 
Relaxing in mansions, no capping, cause we had it hard
I aingt get this shit just from asking, 
I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I aingt get this b***h off of macking, 
It came off of actions and fashion and stay in the accord

Yeah, she sent me a text, I do not answer her call
She loves when I flex and shop in the mall

Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissing my balls
We speed in that Vette, do not stop for the laws
Vvs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, do not want you to fall
Walk-in with the drip at met gala ball


Written by: Gaurav [BOLLYWOOD TRACKS LYRICS]                                             

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