Gunna - MET GALA (Instrumental)

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[prodglace]

one of the best beats on the album (this looped tho I'd like to hear a remake)

[indigosoul]

Best on YT 🔥 thx for put the wheezy skrrt noise more often in the beat

[jjtailz]

This beat goes hard 😌🎧🔥 gunna is one of my favorite rapper's 🔥💯

[sprkzyninja]

dawg most people haven't even heard the song yet lmaoo

[Choerrykiss]

when i heard this on the documentary i needed it asap

[hinrichbuhring]

It’s easy to slip, don’t want you to fall❤️❤️❤️

[Brzy]

i was late I had first heard this song in summer 2020

[tcrume]

This beat is fire!!! Just now hearing it

[Tylahbtw]

I’m so sick of this world that I fear
Livin in a place where these deaths steady growin
Next day it gon be a lot of funerals and tears
We gotta keep prayin so god can protect us
The demon walk on our land bringing chaos in here
Lotta youngins and innocents don’t get a chance to live
Without the cops and thugs being rumored in my ears
I’m just a voice that don’t need to be heard i got keep it clear

[shelton]

It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Might drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin'
Answer her texts, don't answer her calls

Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball

Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
Fucked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' 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 bitch let me fuck, this shit went to her brain
She know I'm a beast, it ain't easy to tame
She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin' my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade

Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball

Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
Came in and she strip, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a ho
A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
I hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Hit and don't miss, ain't 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'm maxin'?
Relaxin' in mansions, no cappin', 'cause we had it hard
I ain't get this shit just from askin'
I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I ain't get this bitch off of mackin'
It came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord

Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball

[TUGAalum]

Is that Travis sample in the background?

[Kirkhoodstar]

Used to be down, now I'm sittin' on top,
Money comin' in, yeah, it’s never gon' stop,
They see the glow up, now they tryna take shots,
But I just keep winnin’, yeah, I’m risin’my stock.

I’m movin' like a king,
They ain’t see the struggle, just the bling and the rings,
But I came from the mud, had to earn everything,
Now, celebratin’ all the wins.
New levels, new devils, but I keep my cool,
Never let ‘em see me sweat, that’s the number one rule,
They say the boy’s too hot, but I’m playin’ it cool

I was down bad, now my wrist on froze,
Ice on my neck, got the streets on hold,
They see the drip, now they all gon’ fold,
But I’m still in the game, won’t sell my soul.
time movin' too quick, they can't put hold
Came from the dirt, now the chain too thick,
Street life savage, yeah, I’m built for this,
But now we ridin' clean, never missin’ a lick.

[shotz]

Lyrics
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Might drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin'
Answer her texts, don't answer her calls
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
Fucked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' 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 bitch let me fuck, this shit went to her brain
She know I'm a beast, it ain't easy to tame
She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin' my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball
Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
Came in and she strip, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a ho
A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
I hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Hit and don't miss, ain't 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'm maxin'?
Relaxin' in mansions, no cappin', 'cause we had it hard
I ain't get this shit just from askin'
I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I ain't get this bitch off of mackin'
It came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord
Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball

[dbless]

MUch better I want to blast on my speakers but my 7 yrs old child will here

[shotsjay]

How many people know thats Young Thug On The Hey !!!! Adlibs 🤔

[alyssatv]

Will this song go hard for a birthday intro video ? 🎂👀

[mallllllllllllllllll]

I been had Glock I just want a switch nigha keep playin keep playing get popped in his shii

[YounginSebii]

Yeah, she sent me a text, I don't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip at Met Gala Ball

[Verse 1]
Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
Fucked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' 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