Listen to Solid (feat. Duke) by Gunna

Solid (feat. Duke)

Gunna

Hip-Hop/Rap

877 Shazams

Lyrics

Dee Money nigga Eh My name is able (my name is able) Real shit Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Just bought a pint so the whole team can sip (Just bought a pint so the whole team can sip) Nigga talk crazy get hit in the lip (Nigga talk crazy get hit in his shit) I am so low key but I'm in the VIP (I am so low key but I'm in the VIP) I didn't get sent I got it on my hip Kickin' that bitch and you know she's a rip (Woah) I'm not the player, I'm the coach If you want then just order the boat I just want piece of the bread (Bread) 'Cause bitch I came for the loaf (Loaf) Put on some shit so I can dance on the low (Huh) Pussy get tortured and hung on a rope (Pussy get) Cut off his finger and leave him a note (Cut off his) When you play dirty that's how this shit go I had to hit it, thousand pounds of dope I had to break it down and get it sold I got some money, went and fed the Po I kept it silent, I would never fold I know you remember 'cause I can see the floor I used to broke, now I became a boss My niggas hard, the opposite of soft I got me a Glock, I might just shoot the law Paid for that shit and don't look at the cost I used to be broke and now I'ma young boss Toppin' shit on me and I might like some floss Got a bad bit' just like Diana Ross My niggas ain't soft and I'm high as a loft Guy look and see you no high but I'm talkin' Christian, my Louboutin wallet be walkin' Put your head up for an auction Whippin' up, baby's a doctor All the bad bitches be flockin' Sellin' out shows and we walkin' Pussy ass nigga just blockin' We out in public, soon as we spot 'em we poppin' Bro you might need you a doctor No limit soldiers, all my niggas bad We do not focus, all my niggas silent I'm not the player, I'm the coach If you want then just order the boat I just want piece of the bread (Bread) 'Cause bitch I came for the loaf (Loaf) Put on some shit so I can dance on the low (Huh) Pussy get tortured and hung on a rope (Pussy get) Cut off his finger and leave him a note (Cut of his) When you play dirty that's how this shit go I had to hit it, thousand pounds of dope I had to break it down and get it sold I got some money, went and fed the Po I kept it silent, I would never fold I know you remember 'cause I can see the floor I used to broke, now I became a boss My niggas hard, the opposite of soft I got me a Glock, I might just shoot the law All of my niggas rock solid Niggas ain't hard, they hard body (Hard body) My is a taught borin' Gotti Run outside wit' a stick and I caught a body (Caught a body) Caught that AP, apologize, we sorry (Sorry) I remember I used to rock Bacardi Bitch I came from the bottom, bottom, bottom I got niggas that never seen a 'Rari I was broke, went from a little to a lotta (Little to a lotta) Went to Neiman's, yeah, caught my bitch some Prada I went straight to Balmain, I skipped the Robin's Gunna-Gunna can't find bitch, I cannot pop it That lil' baby boy soft, boy he need to stop it Got your bitch in my room, give her sloppy-toppy Yeah that left clip the drip that tryna copy Don't let me slip out wit' my pocket rocket I'm not the player, I'm the coach If you want then just order the boat I just want piece of the bread (Bread) 'Cause bitch I came for the loaf (Loaf) Put on some shit so I can dance on the low (Huh) Pussy get tortured and hung on a rope (Pussy get) Cut off his finger and leave him a note (Cut off his) When you play dirty that's how this shit go I had to hit it, thousand pounds of dope I had to break it down and get it sold I got some money, went and fed the Po I kept it silent, I would never fold I know you remember 'cause I can see the floor I used to broke, now I became a boss My niggas hard, the opposite of soft I got me a Glock, I might just shoot the law
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