Lyrics: Lil Duke – Petty ft. Gunna


Mp3 lyrics: Lil Duke – Petty ft. Gunna

[Intro: Gunna]

Yeah, I’m-
I’m just gon’ keep some player
Pop it like, player shit I’m on
Yeah, uh
B Racks
Oh
Y3

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[Chorus: Gunna]

I peeped you, you petty, bitch (Petty bitch)
I sized your measurements (Size)
Politics, I’m geeked up, I took a whole lot of grits (Geeked)
Ain’t steppin’ in no more Giuseppe kicks (Nah)
I ain’t splurgin’, I’m stackin’ these presidents (Oh, oh, oh)
Think I’m poppin’, I’m coppin’ the latest drip (Latest)
My lil’ bitch rock the show, hair like Jaden Smith (Drip)

[Verse 1: Gunna]

I threw all my bars, I got hella bars (Bars)
My jacket not Zara, I beg the pardon (Nah)
If she one of my broads, she up to par (Broads)
Let you play with this stick like you drive a car (Drive a car)
I got locs on the net and on boulevard (Locs)
Gunna pullin’ these hoes like pull apart (Yeah)
I want suicide doors, I’m goin’ hard (Suicide)
You need to get that shit sewed or [?] apart ([?] apart)
I’m reachin’ my goal, let’s celebrate (Ayy)
I’m doin’ these shows, I’m gettin’ in shape (Gettin’ in shape)
Head to these racks on the interstate (Interstate)
We pickin’ these back-ends up every state (Back-ends)
Niggas still hatin’, they can’t relate (Nah)
We hungry, we eatin’ up every plate (Every plate)
Benihana, I want shrimp and steak (Benihan’)
Don’t cut my line, I love the snakes (Love the snakes)
Uh, my ice on my wrist, yeah, it’s on my fist
I got ices, got ices all over me (Ice)
I signed a deal with no degree (No degree)
I’m a dog, I’m eatin’ that pedigree (That pedigree)
Lollipop, baby, come suck on me (That lollipop)
Top me off, say that she love the D (Yeah)
It’s a small circle, we never deep (Yeah)
I love that syrup, need the recipe

[Chorus: Gunna]

I peeped you, you petty, bitch
I sized your measurements
Politics, I’m geeked up, I took a whole lot of grits
Ain’t steppin’ in no more Giuseppe kicks
I ain’t splurgin’, I’m stackin’ these presidents
Think I’m poppin’, I’m coppin’ the latest drip
My lil’ bitch rock the show, hair like Jaden Smith

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]

Countin’ these racks got me celibate (Count it up)
All of my niggas got felonies (Felonies)
They quick to aim at your melon (Bow)
These niggas and bitches be jealous (Jealous)
I pull up, I’m poppin’ with etiquette (Etiquette)
How can I stop? I can’t ever sleep (Ever sleep)
My partner pull up, I’m not scalin’ it (Scalin’ it)
That Draco gon’ sing like a melody (Brrr)
Rich nigga, check out the schedule (Schedule)
We on a whole ‘nother level (Whole ‘nother level)
I want that bread like a deli (Deli)
All of these bitches be petty (Petty)
I put three grams in my blunt (Gas)
Yves Saint Laurent and I don’t gotta front (Yves Saint Laurent)
I get them racks every month
Screamin’ out, “Fuck Donald Trump” (Trump)
Hop in the foreign, I’m doin’ the dash (Skrt)
Pretty red bitch with a whole lotta ass (Whole lotta ass)
Niggas be hatin’, I can’t show the stats (Stats)
On the way to the bank with you bitch on my lap (Ha)
Gunna, he with me forever (Ever)
Know we be fly like a feather (Brr)
Fifteen passenger, big jet, this is not a propeller (Shh)
My old bitch got her groove back, I call her Stella (Old bitch booty)
She got a whole lotta money (Money)
Bitch do whatever I tell her (Whatever I tell her)
Bitches be blowin’ up my cellular (Brrrr)
I used to wrap the package up in Maryland (Hello?)
Duke the Blue Devil (Devil)
These bitches be diggin’ this shit like a shovel, you dig?

[Chorus: Gunna]

I peeped you, you petty, bitch
I sized your measurements
Politics, I’m geeked up, I took a whole lot of grits
Ain’t steppin’ in no more Giuseppe kicks
I ain’t splurgin’, I’m stackin’ these presidents
Think I’m poppin’, I’m coppin’ the latest drip
My lil’ bitch rock the show, hair like Jaden Smith


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