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Aloy - Gunna Season Lyrics

[Intro]
Big threes
Big G's
Don't freeze (Aloy, you know how the kid play)
Make your bitch get on her knees, you know what it is
Uh-huh
That nigga already know what it is, me, nigga the biggest 3
Come on (Talk to 'em)
Come on

[Verse]
It's Gunna season (Uh-huh)
Smokin' Baldhead, this nigga reekin' (Baldhead)
I done threw back three P 10s and now a nigga tweaking (Thirty ball)
Diamonds icin' out my neck, but I ain't never freezin' (I'm not)
Crip, a nigga run up on me, I'ma leave him leakin' (Ayy)
On Eastside over here, nigga best have a hunnid
And I'm still over East straight hard with them gunners (Uh-huh) Niggas like talk 'bout it, but ain't gettin' money
I done filled up my pockets with twenties and hunnids (Talk to 'em)
Ayy, if you see a window, I'm five on a bitch
If I see your name on that line, you a snitch
Ayy, I put my life on the line for this shit
Uh, .308 split 'em in half like a Twix (Ayy, come on)
Uh, he say he up, then we takin' him down (Take him down)
When we spark, uh, blow with them pounds (Yeah)
We in the trap with like two hunnid rounds
Soon as I up this bitch, I let everything down
I'm in this bitch with like eighty-three gangsters
Nigga look the wrong way and this shit'll get dangerous
Uh, ain't nothin' change 'cause a nigga got famous (Ayy)
Catch somethin' down bad, just come here
Ayy, know I don't fuck with these niggas, they bitches (I don't)
Ayy, soon as I up, they gon' say, "Boy, you trippin'"
Ayy, I'm the city in the coupe, top missin'
I don't care if I'm dolo, a hunnid plus with me (What else?)
I'm still that nigga, lil' nigga, don't forget me (Uh)
Niggas worried 'bout me, better worry where they bitch at
Nigga say he want smoke, um, you know I'm with that (Uh)
Pull up broad day, .40 pushin' his shit back (Ayy)
Nigga ain't die, so the boy in a shitbag
I was just fucking your bitch with your bitch ass (Talk to 'em)
Up the ARP, he gon' run in a zigzag (Uh-huh)
I'm one of a kind, Big 3, boy, I been that (Big 3)
Pull up over East to the forty (East)
Ayy, soon as I lie up with an opp, I'ma do that (Yeah)
Ayy, we like to bomb, they don't die, we gon' spin back
Ayy, we just pull up and drop bombs, they don't shoot back
Ayy, nigga, it's Gunna season all the way (Long live G)
We'll pull up and drop some broad day (Come on)
I come in with my steppers, we ain't come to play
Try to end his career, caught two in his face
Uh, toe tag, nigga
In the coupe with a chopper, you know that, nigga
I don't care if he shoot, bet I blow back, nigga (Blow back)
'Cause he play with that 3, bet I smoke that nigga (Big 3)
(Uh, uh, for sure that, nigga)
He play with your top, better show that nigga (You know what it is, man)
I was layin' on shit way before rap (Uh-huh)
Niggas ain't got no bodies, they rap-cap niggas (Ayy)
Tired of smokin' on Booby, he a throwback nigga
I done popped three Percs, time to throw back niggas
Big 3 in this bitch, yeah, you know that (What else?)
Niggas cap with a hat, but got no hats (Setitoff)