Gunna - ​idk that bitch lyrics

[Intro] Taurus Run that back Turbo [Chorus: Gunna] How the hell you love that b*tch? You don't know that b*tch (How?) That's like havin' set prices on a dummy brick (Foe) You get good pussy once and then start cuffing it (Foe) I still been in my bag, I'm just on other sh*t (On other sh*t) New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch) My stats are really rich, I'm in that Cullinan (Rolls) She told me she takin' a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in) The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom) [Verse 1: Gunna] Eliantte keep puttin' karats in my pinky ring (Karats) Woke up, feel like Malcolm X, we kill by any means (Kill by any means) Young GunnWunna stay fresh, fresh like Listerine (Fresh) I'm givin' her back to the streets, I got plenty of these (I got plenty of those) She a nasty freak, she came from New Orleans (New Orleans) Damn, I woke up sick, forgot to pour my lean (Pour it) You murder things, you want a queen, can't hurt a king (Can't hurt a king) The lemon squeeze, can't get between or intervene (Or intervene) [Chorus: Gunna] How the hell you love that b*tch? You don't know that b*tch (How?) It's like havin' set prices on a dummy brick (Foe) You get good pussy once and then start cuffing it (Foe) I still been in my bag, I'm just on other sh*t (On other sh*t) New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch) My stats are really rich, I'm in that Cullinan (Rolls) She told me she takin' a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in) The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom) [Verse 2: Gunna] My cousin' down the road, he call on Alamo (On Alamo) Pay backend up, I do my show, it's time to go (Time to go) Now hit a joke, you hit a post, I don't care to post (I don't care to post) Got both them hoes, they lick me like an envelope (Like an envelope) I was at the all-star game in Chicago (Chicago) Came through the side door, I was with my side ho (Was with my side ho) Call G Herbo and Durkio, yeah, Smurkio (Shmurkio) Smoke biscotti and gelato, this ain't busted though (Run that back Turbo, busted though) [Chorus: Gunna & G Herbo] How the hell you love that b*tch? You don't know that b*tch (How?) That's like havin' set prices on a dummy brick (Foe) You eat that pussy once and then start cuffing it (Foe) I still been in my bag, I'm just on other sh*t (On other sh*t, uh) [Verse 3: G Herbo] G Herbo rich as fu*k, but I want a hundred M's Crib in the hills, straight up out the field, drillin with a gun in hand Just was in a Lamb', but I pulled on Gunna my twin in that Cullinan It's a pandemic, but I'm runnin' out of rubber bands Cuban link, three hundred grams Hatin' on me, I understand, 150 still love the fans 150 in that new coupe, on the E-Way, I'm like fu*k the trends Amiri got too much pants, they don't fu*k with three hundred grams Fronted that much to my mans, 'lil ho I got rich friends Folks said he like Rich Porter, I can't go like Killa Cam Wipe that pussy nose 'cause I'm with slime nem He was 'posed to been there 'fore he dissed us, they can't find him Lovin' like you discovered her, we just missed the b*tch Remind him, clown him [Chorus: Gunna] How the hell you love that b*tch? You don't know that b*tch (How?) That's like havin' set prices on a dummy brick (Foe) You eat that pussy once and then start cuffing it (Foe) I still been in my bag, I'm just on other sh*t (On other sh*t) New gold BBS, feel like Money Mitch (Like Money Mitch) My stats are really rich, I'm in that Cullinan (Rolls) She told me she takin' a risk, I had to cut her in (Cut her in) The Rolls with a house in the hill, with a custom den (Custom)